This is a song about "Aim"

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I was so sincere like nas first name

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Ill minded imma take aim,

I ain't interested in fame

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

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

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

My buzz is like cocaine

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Or aim for the head instead,

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

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props