This is a song about "Aim"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

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

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech