This is a song about "Good pump"

So rest your weary heart

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

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

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

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

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its