This is a song about "Kurt kk aim"

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Then lost my faith again

Ill minded imma take aim,

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Nobody ain't own us yet

Or aim for the head instead,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster