This is a song about "Aim"

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Trying to renovate the game

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I turned into something they never became

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I get approached by animal activists

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe