This is a song about "Good pump"

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

You get close but no cigar

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

That everythings fine, ok and good

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Got you gassed about the pump, selling jewelry as well?

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

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

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been