This is a song about "Aim"

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

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

She should have invited her

Better aim than a shooter,

Crackas watch my every step

Or aim for the head instead,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim