This is a song about "Jump"

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

But got comma’s in my statement

They say leave the cord and jump.

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Jump in line and fight, n.y. to alabama,

Where did my time go? i let it fly

Jump for the clouds reach for the sky

In this beef you may have got the jump

That happen to act like a black president

To jump up and throw a fit

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Don't you dare jump over to conclusions,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Wanna jump high and punch the ceiling