This is a song about "Jump"

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Jump in line and fight, n.y. to alabama,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

So i turn the other way with a hop skip and a jump

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Open myself, yeah i wanted to quit, jump in the pit

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

I dropped another classic

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

Don't you dare jump over to conclusions,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips