"Mobile" Two scratchers, Beef jerky, and a Power Ball " " I paint self hate portraits in acrylic, Since pedophiles think I'm not photogenic So cook up what you want in your burnt out skillet, Just know I do hunt and do know how to kill it You think you get the cow from the milk, the worm from the silk, The friggin' slave from the quilt Put food on my table one day but mad 'cause I didn't offer you lemonade from lemons, planted by Lady Day Strange fruit hangin, dead your syringe, Distorted...
