This is a song about "Good pump"

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

And you may have a pistol but yo i pack a pump,

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

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!"

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

The time is now, on everything

That everythings fine, ok and good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would