This is a song about "Water pump"

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

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

And i just want to hold her

Then i flush it with water

And i ain't frontin for her

I refresh myself with water