Aiming high

Aiming high like I’m locked on the prize sitting high feeling when I’m bout to strike a out here just caught a pike a hit bike heard she sucks guess it’s luck hit a puck a Aiming for the crown the others look like clowns a went pound town Dey bout to drown went uptown a This is fire might have to put it in a fryer get whatever I desire I’m higher then your average buyer I’m in yo brain in yo vains a Roman rains got some canes got those gains a my gains poppin im chopping im slicing im rising im thriving im surviving Snuck up behind you went through you he was there too I took a chew all I heard was a couple pues took a die just know I’m the king of rap everybody sit on my lap