This is a song about "Aim"

And by the way i'mma start

I clap shit-aim at your heart

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Ill minded imma take aim,

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

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