This is a song about "Good pump"

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

If you think lil wayne's good,

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

If there’s a shining star

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

He's one of those guys that pump their fists to the skies screamin "im a believer!"

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen