This is a song about "Aim"

And by the way i'mma start

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Better aim than a shooter,

I'm beside the future

I got great aim though, don't insult me

So while the world goes drake crazy

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

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

God gave me wisdom and you disbelievers atheists

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

I live my life in tha fast lane

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Just to go to liv on a sunday

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