This is a song about "Good pump"

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

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

That everythings fine, ok and good

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Baby, you know who you are

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis 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!"

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

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick