This is a song about "Aim"

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

I refuse to be another being on this earth

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

In the caravan with some latin bitches

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/