This is a song about "Aim"

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

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

And i put that on my name

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

If you do then ima have to aim and fry