This is a song about "Aim"

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

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

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

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

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

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone