This is a song about "Two pump chump"

This how i hear it different

I'm done with this fuckin chump

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

If there’s a shining star

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

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