This is a song about "Aim"

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

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

So we can live again

Ill minded imma take aim,

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Balling, but it’s not a game

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

I clap shit-aim at your heart

They don't hear my bark

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

If you do then ima have to aim and fry