This is a song about "Aim"

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

I gotta' aim high, that's my ability,

Hope all over again, we can start

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Or aim for the head instead,

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

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

I got great aim though, don't insult me

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy