This is a song about "Good pump"

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Need to pump some air into it cause' these are kindergarten rhymes bitch

If you think lil wayne's good,

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

But yo i pack pump, when i'm walking in my own direction,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

And you may have a pistol but yo i pack a pump,

Hat is always forest so the bitches call me gump