This is a song about "Pump"

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

The time is now, on everything

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

My finger on the trigger, again in the liver, like my reps gotta pump

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Pumping the juice with no producersrun for cover when you hear the bass thump

Cocking it back, dicking it around, watching it explode like a water pump

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

Hard to move on when you always regret one