This is a song about "Aim"

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

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

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

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

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit