This is a song about "Kurt kk aim"

..shootin for the top im kurt cobain now,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Aim bullets straight at your dome

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination