This is a song about "Aim"

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Or aim for the head instead,

Cutting me this worthless check

I gotta' aim high, that's my ability,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Ill minded imma take aim,

You left your nigga on his own

Aim bullets straight at your dome

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

My aim is to win when placed with a pen