This is a song about "Aim"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Chillin' with homies and family

I got great aim though, don't insult me

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

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

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

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

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light