This is a song about "The weak aiming to be the strongest"

Once ya mental lyrical skills with the pencil gets weak

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

I feel weak ..weak cops will find me in a few weeks..is this the revenge i wanted to seek?

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Aiming for the top so here i aim and shoot

Translation cause my life is too sweet

They say that sleep is for the weak

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I start the aiming he starts begging for another chance at living

That's how we make it right

Am aiming for the light

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Im on point aiming towards the skies like a prism

Warrents fights the strongest through my dreams.

I'm why baby mommas leave