This is a song about "Aim"

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

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

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

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

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

I clap shit-aim at your heart

You shook my world and it felt apart

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

I got great aim though, don't insult me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally