This is a song about "Good pump"

Mines is family over everything

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Or maybe i'm just too good

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

That everythings fine, ok and good

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

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