This is a song about "Jump"

In this beef you may have got the jump

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

To jump up and throw a fit

Wanna jump high and punch the ceiling

And my wish is to have everything

You stood me up and i understand

Jump that bitch from off a ramp

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

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