Blood, even ur name's a stretch, you ain't gonna blow cuz ure a fuseless bomb//
The last cunt u saw was through ya mom, ur a virgin like the drinks at ur junior prom//
You ain't hip, ure soft like love handles, you're a waist of flesh//
Blood's the kind of pussy that's never been under a lady's dress//
You took a masculinity test and you failed, you're a pathetic excuse for a heterosexual male//
This dude was flippin' coins at a whore house....and still couldn't get head or tail!//
You eat bags of nuts whole like elephants, you're fruity and soft like Jell-o gelatin'//
Im gonna fill Blood with more lead then Wolverine's endo-skeleton//
Blood thought he had me? Damn kid, what's in ur imagination????//
I'll deface you when i stomp ur face in......And leave you bleeding for seven days like your mom's ovulation//