This is a song about "Aim"

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

I got great aim though, don't insult me

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

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Better aim than a shooter,

Baby, you know who you are

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim