This is a song about "Aim"

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Go! you free to go about your business

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

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

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

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation