This is a song about "Chumps"

Fist pump chumps, here's to two beers, get too sick

I never crack i got that chap stick

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Plus i'm stormin' on you chumps like i'm thunder and lightning

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

It's only blood that you chumps see and i agree, murder is sickening

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

And the fragrance of my blunt will have most of you chumps shaking

And if you got money man the head is amazing