This is a song about "Aim"

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Or aim for the head instead,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry