This is a song about "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

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Jump for the clouds reach for the sky

Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic

And that's jay line i had to quote that