This is a song about "Aim"

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

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

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Better aim than a shooter,

Huh, i can't interpret her

He don't do the same

Ill minded imma take aim,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Know give me a head start