This is a song about "Aim"

Little latasha sho' grown

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

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

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Ill minded imma take aim,

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name