This is a song about "Aim"

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Or aim for the head instead,

My voice make her wet

You just tryin' to run game

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

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

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

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

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Ill minded imma take aim,

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve