This is a song about "Aim"

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Or aim for the head instead,

That's boa, see that's my set

Ill minded imma take aim,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers