This is a song about "Aim"

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

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

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

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Please sugar don't come alone

Aim bullets straight at your dome

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

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

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

If you do then ima have to aim and fry