This is a song about "Aim"

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

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

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

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

It was just another party

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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