This is a song about "Aim"

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

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

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

And trying to start today with arguments

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

I swear i'll never call you bitch again