This is a song about "Aim"

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

You like this, brothers actin stiff like cactus

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

And trying to start today with arguments

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

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