This is a song about "Aim"

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

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

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

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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

God gave me wisdom and you disbelievers atheists

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

I got great aim though, don't insult me

All i want is you baby