The Distillers got flak for being derivative of Rancid (due in no small part to Tim Armstrong's label influence and marriage to the lead singer). I think it's fair to a degree, and usually that style is not my deal at all (same for all the Ramones derivatives out there). This song is certainly one of the more Rancidy ones.
But I'm a huge fan of The Distillers. Brody's signature growl and riot-grrl-adjacent perspective, as well as playing with different influences across their three albums (especially, for me, the hardcore influences on Sing Sing Death House) carved out a unique spot for them.
The way Tim and his weirdo entourage acted around this time is gross (threatening and blacklisting the band after his divorce from the woman he met as a 30 uear old when she was 16).