This is a song about "Aim"

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

I make a way for my people to see the light

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Blasting out some backyard

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Or aim for the head instead,

She don’t give her nigga head

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

My aim is to win when placed with a pen