This is a song about "Pump"

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

But yo i pack pump, when i'm walking in my own direction,

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Watch a funky skyline, pump a mic watch along it's

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

He's one of those guys that pump their fists to the skies screamin "im a believer!"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

A break from what you hearing

Need to pump some air into it cause' these are kindergarten rhymes bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Know give me a head start

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard