This is a song about "Good pump"

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

You can hear it in my lyrics

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Now i’m gonna need all you to pump your fists

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

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

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

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