This is a song about "Jerks"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Lord's messengers flank in..lesser jerks crack up..weak believers..this lesson of theirs is rough/

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

He's such a narcissist that he jerks off and rubs it into his pores

Tramps on the internet, jerks with dick pics sent

Carol city or was it the west

Jerks beef, please, can we ever be kind to others?

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders