This is a song about "Aim"

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

She don’t give her nigga head

Or aim for the head instead,

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

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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

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

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

We raiders of the lost ark

I clap shit-aim at your heart