This is a song about "Jump"

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

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

My brothers they tried to jump me

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Lilly allen you jump in to

And i've been thinking bout you

Don't know her name those ain't really important

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Yo jump lol i thought you were done

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Gun clicks oh shit sprint to the rooftops with no hesitation jump