This is a song about "Aim"

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Time after time, again and again

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Ill minded imma take aim,

Wale and we are not the same

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Better aim than a shooter,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur