This is a song about "Aim"

I saw momma praying as she wait on results

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I know my calling's worth like phone card

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win