This is a song about "Jump"

To jump up and throw a fit

Back up on my fly shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

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

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