This is a song about "Good pump"

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

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

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

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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