This is a song about "Pumping up"

You can't be wiping your ass

Or id be pumping gas

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Trolling, trolling, that's fucked up

Love up she threw up in his era

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Car with no limit what

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Consequences of my charming chatter up