This is a song about "Good pump"

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Fist pump chumps, here's to two beers, get too sick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

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

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

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