This is a song about "Aim"

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; i flip big boulders

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Or aim for the head instead,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

They don't hear the bark

I clap shit-aim at your heart

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see