Aim Less, Play Worse

Yo Sphesihle, listen up, this one's for you

Time to step up, or stay in the rear, boo

You're aiming like a blindfolded villain, can't hit a thing

In the game of shots, man, you barely make a swing

We've seen better scatter, your skills are kinda tragic

Better start practicing or stay out of my tactics

See, I respect the hustle, but your shots don't land

Could shoot a paper bag and miss, that's unplanned

Time to sharpen up, get your focus tight

Or else you'll be the reason we lose every fight

Sphesihle, man, your aim is just so weak

When you're at the barrel, it's the worst that we see

Step aside, let the real shooters speak

Or keep missing shots and get the sneak peek

Your reload's slow like a broken machine

Can't clutch a round or be the winning team

It's all in fun, but truth be told

Your gun's got more pauses than stories retold

Come on, brother, you can do better than this

Time to transform that shot into pure bliss

No shame in learning, just need the drive

Hit your targets, keep the game alive

Sphesihle, man, your aim is just so weak

When you're at the barrel, it's the worst that we see

Step aside, let the real shooters speak

Or keep missing shots and get the sneak peek

We all start somewhere, but you're stuck in the past

Next game, I wanna see your skills grow fast

No more excuses, no more mess-ups

Time to level up, fill those ammo cups

So Sphesihle, it’s all love, but you gotta improve

Next round’s on you if you wanna stay smooth

Practice makes perfect, and you better believe

Next time, you’ll be the one who’ll deceive