This is a song about "Aim"

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

I got great aim though, don't insult me

So while the world goes drake crazy

I clap shit-aim at your heart

No wonder why when times get hard

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Jordan 4s won't find me in no loafers