This is a song about "Good pump"

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

I get an itch when i hit shows or pump the studio with mad flow,

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

That everythings fine, ok and good

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Watch a funky skyline, pump a mic watch along it's