This is a song about "Jump"

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

Of finding myself as an individual

Lilly allen you jump in to

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

That i use as a jump rope willingly

This is like riding through the city

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

To jump up and throw a fit

You can't tell me shit

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,