This is a song about "Aim"

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

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

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Holla out my set

Or aim for the head instead,

Aim bullets straight at your dome

So i parked in a tow-away zone