This is a song about "Aim"

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

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Im courtside, wizard game

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

That scary love, never get married love

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

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

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

Give us this day, our daily bread

Or aim for the head instead,