This is a song about "Pump it up"

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Working the drywall partying it up

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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

And you may have a pistol but yo i pack a pump,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different