This is a song about "Aim"

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

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

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

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

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

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Code red, which means you go red

Or aim for the head instead,

I clap shit-aim at your heart

No wonder why when times get hard