This is a song about "Aim"

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Or aim for the head instead,

You already know you're dead

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

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

If you do then ima have to aim and fry