This is a song about "Aim"

Yeah, it's all natural baby

I got great aim though, don't insult me

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally