This is a song about "Aim"

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

We was high school peers, in junior high

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Hallow be thy name

Ill minded imma take aim,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

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

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was