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

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

I got great aim though, don't insult me

It's obvious i'm crazy

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

That's boa, see that's my set

Or aim for the head instead,