This is a song about "Aim"

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation

Shit ain’t better alone

Aim bullets straight at your dome

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Where my, soldiers, my true thug rollers

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again