This is a song about "Jump"

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

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

My car kisses police who jump in front of cars willingly.

As i seenobody cares about my history

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

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

Wanna jump high and punch the ceiling

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

In this beef you may have got the jump

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

My brothers they tried to jump me

Don't you dare jump over to conclusions,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits