This is a song about "Aim"

My buzz is like cocaine

Ill minded imma take aim,

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Well rick james, maury jane