This is a song about "Pumped"

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Or just a punk but that fucking shit gets my adrenalin pumped.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Making her pumped talking absurd

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

No where to be found, that motivated me to do better and it got me pumped

10 deep hoodie, extra cushion in my sneakers

Lyrics are a thesis, pumped through speakers

Got the whole crowd to jump,that's how i know they're pumped

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

And if i speak the good into existence, that instant my dreams will unlock

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

All my fans are getting pumped up- check the barometer