This is a song about "Aim"

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

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

A military mind mean money

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

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

If you do then ima have to aim and fry