This is a song about "Kurt kk aim"

Ill minded imma take aim,

They think they bring that pain

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

You left your nigga on his own

Aim bullets straight at your dome

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars