This is a song about "Good pump"

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

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

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

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

If you think lil wayne's good,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

February cold as my heart

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump