This is a song about "You cant aim"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

You cant stop it,you cant withstand the damage

You cant deliver one verse,

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Well rick james, maury jane

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

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

On they twitter writing novels, see

You cant reach me, you cant teach me,

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

You cant handle me in person,

You cant even say anything

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing