"Mystery Meat" as written by Justin Pearson and N Writer Unknown....
Just got out of normal jail
Now I don't do coke because
I cant stand tolook at my-self in the mirror.

My dad lent my fine ass out
now I gotta shit right through
my ribs on the kitchen floor.
Is your man my old man?

My old man,
he kept a
loose asshole, and hated my guts.

He kept his
pecker up,
lied with pigs and burned the barn down.

I saw loose leather
lose its big britches,
and the brown smell still
liked to linger.

So go ahead and
make out with yourself
and hope the stench here will disappear.

I knocked my
dick in the
dirt, where the bodies get buried.

Next to the
place I live.
Right where the post that gets licked.

But They say I'm different, the anti depressant.

Lyrics submitted by theTyrant

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