This is a song about "Good pump"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

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

Or maybe i'm just too good

This information is vital, look

My finger on the trigger, again in the liver, like my reps gotta pump

Pumping the juice with no producersrun for cover when you hear the bass thump

I get an itch when i hit shows or pump the studio with mad flow,

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

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