This is a song about "Aim"

I got great aim though, don't insult me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I gotta' aim high, that's my ability,

And all women who had light features, see

You shook my world and it felt apart

I clap shit-aim at your heart

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech