This is a song about "I got good aim"

I'd be good though cause i always got some #fly #sneakers on

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Don't care about the props i got, if their good or not

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Hope all over again, we can start