This is a song about "Jump"

She gotta hold her head up high

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Put the purp in the blunt

They say leave the cord and jump.

My brothers they tried to jump me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Rhymes jumping with acrobatic verses..watchout my verses jump verses

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free