This is a song about "Aim"

Or aim for the head instead,

Kick back and know yo son set

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

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

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was