This is a song about "Pio the jerk"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I dint know wen did u become a jerk

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

I don't wanna be a jerk, im just in a bad mood,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Etype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake