This is a song about "Good pump"

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

My nigga, no hook

If you think lil wayne's good,

On trial for possession of some chronic

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

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

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

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

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

I was born to do the damn thing

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

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