This is a song about "Aim"

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

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

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

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

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

You're not usin' your brain

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,