This is a song about "Aim"

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

If you ain't about money

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

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

And reflect on the rap game, i came