This is a song about "Aim"

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,