This is a song about "Good pump"

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

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

Got you gassed about the pump, selling jewelry as well?

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

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

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

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Cocking it back, dicking it around, watching it explode like a water pump

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different