This is a song about "Aim"

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

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

Shit, we don't believe none of them

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Or aim for the head instead,

Like sally mae on college debt

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

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

Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,