This is a song about "Aim"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

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

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Aim bullets straight at your dome

So i ended up all alone

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

All the bitches know my name

Ill minded imma take aim,

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit