This is a song about "Aim"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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