This is a song about "Good pump"

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

I just got one request, stop breathing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump

You couldn't live your life for the moment

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

Now i’m gonna need all you to pump your fists

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

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