This is a song about "I aim"

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

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Ice melts into rain

Ill minded imma take aim,

Better aim than a shooter,

Going broke, no sir

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I probably shoot perfect but i don't even aim, who could u blame.

They don't hear the bark

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

I probably shoot perfect but i don't even aim, who could u blame.

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars