This is a song about "Jump"

So i jump back on this track

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

To jump up and throw a fit

After that moscato hit

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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