This is a song about "Jerry sandusky"

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

Call me sandusky, my work touching

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Music touching kids like sandusky is out on bail