This is a song about "Pio the jerk"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Niggas say i'm thirsty , but silent when i got their mom to jerk me, she be beating

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Well then you're a contradiction, or maybe just a jerk

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

I dint know wen did u become a jerk

Before a nigga finish put in the work

It's whack but i don't wanna lose to a jerk

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

I forgot about my work,just like a jerk

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

He forgot about his work,just like a jerk