This is a song about "Kurt kk aim"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Here i go again, falling in love again

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

And please never disrespect my set

Or aim for the head instead,

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

Going out like kurt, i doubt it'll hurt my reputation/