This is a song about "Aim"

Yeah, and i don't dance i just two step

Or aim for the head instead,

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Things'll never be the same

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Ill minded imma take aim,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

You're the corner stone

Aim bullets straight at your dome