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.

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Better aim than a shooter,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

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

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

We was lookin for change 'til barack came