This is a song about "Aim"

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Better aim than a shooter,

Sneaker may come sooner

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame