This is a song about "Aim"

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Im courtside, wizard game

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

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

And by the way i'mma start

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I got great aim though, don't insult me

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for