This is a song about "Aim"

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

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

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Soon as i come home

Aim bullets straight at your dome

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

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

Ill minded imma take aim,

All the bitches know my name