This is a song about "Good pump"

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

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

My nigga, no hook

Or maybe i'm just too good

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

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

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

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

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug