This is a song about "Aim"

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Grown men in this game

Ill minded imma take aim,

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

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

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.