This is a song about "Pump it up"

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

You know...you know who you are

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

It was up to me to choose it

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Now i’m gonna need all you to pump your fists

Mind your motherfucking business

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Working the drywall partying it up

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

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