This is a song about "Aim"

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

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

Or aim for the head instead,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach