This is a song about "Aim"

Sunroof flow so over your head

Or aim for the head instead,

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

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

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

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