This is a song about "Aim"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

We was high school peers, in junior high

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

My aim is to win when placed with a pen