This is a song about "Good pump"

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

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

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

That everythings fine, ok and good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

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

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

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

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

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow