Blood Love / Jaclynn

BLOOD LOVE

I love my moms
I love her more than rippin' bongs
Much more than any stupid bitch
I ever jizzed upon
Y'all don't wanna know what
I would do, if a fucka
Ever stepped to my mother
Just to fuck with her
I'd cut a muthafucka just for
Touchin her, murder other fuckas
If they punchin' her, once
I heard a woman was cunt to her
I was gettin lunch with her
She was breakin' down, cryin'
Tears slidin' out her eyes
I wanna know why
This was done unto her, some
Dumb fuckin cunt was pumpin' out
Slanderous hand-outs, with
The names of a bunch of her
Past lovers, advocatin'
Slut-shaming, sayin' she
Was diseased, to the S-T, give
Me the name, please, she
Told me who she thinks
Is the mastermind behind
The whole thing...
Now I'm takin aim...
Straight for the dame...
Who caused my momma's pain...

Yeah
I came, back
Strapped like a dyke with a
Big black strap-on, latched on
To sick ass muthafuckin'
Mixed martial arts
So I could kick hard
Hit her in the jaw, and
Watch her turn into liptard
I'mma stick a chip
In the bitch car
Follow her around, just to
Get to where her kids are
Sittin in my whip
With an itty bitty telescope
Scoped out her son, and
Told him don't be tellin' no
Body that we spoke
This some top secret shit, yo
I'm yo fuckin friend tho
Where the fuck you live, bro?
I don't know, he said
So I hit him in the head
Till he bled, and told me his address
It led, me
Back to the crib where his momma be
Do I got a plan?
Yeah, probably
Honestly, my dick is gettin' harder
At the thought of me
Conquering, the son said
Don't hurt my momma, please
I told him don't talk-a-me
Just follow me
Me and him
We crept in through the back door
Put a gun to his front'n said
Where is that whore?
We adjourned, up the
Fuckin stairs, down the corridor
Taketh me to your
Moms room, for a tour
Whatchu think this sword is for
Poured from my lips, then swiftly
Slid the sharp end, into the kid
Through his arched end, then
I barged in
With a starch grin, kicked
The bitch onto the carpet'n
Made her suck my hard dick, with her
Retarded kid underneath my armpit
I started carvin' skin off of his arms
Then I shoved it up his mother's
Fuckin fart pit
Followed by my barbed fist
Bejeweled with sharp shit
Diamond rangs and watches
I'mma touch her heart with it
Then I discharge jizz'n
Listen to her gargle it
Hold her fuckin nose'n
Watch her swaller it
Vomit down her tonsils, then
Take her head and stomp on it
In my Doc Martens
This is for my moms, bitch

Lord please have mercy on my poor soul
What have I done?
I forgot to cut this bitch's clit off and then
Feed it to her dog

JACLYNN

Jaclynn
I love the way you make me feel
In my dick, every time I’m near you
Or approachin’, I get sick
With nervousness, cuz you
Make me nervous, bitch
How un-fucking-courteous of a
Person would you have to be to
Fuck with me like this’n
This some shit, yo, but
Unfortunately, I am into it - though
It’s so, difficult, to not pontificate
Everything I’m feelin'
In my rib-cage, and
Wanna say, about you
To your fuckin' face, babe - okay
That sounded gay, but
I am not ashamed, because
If I’m gay for a girl like you
Then I cannot be blamed, can’t you
See that you are so insanely
Gorgeous as a muhh-fugga
You have the coolest butt I have
Ever seen with my muhh-fuggas
I’m referrin' to my eyes
Which are always on you, if
We’re in the same room, yeah
It’s creepy, but it’s true, boo
I am too blue, you
Got me in a few nooses
One around neck’n then
Two around my juju, ya
Too cute, and I
Think about you constantly, I
Got yo first name, on repeat
In my subconscious, please
Don’t say you never thank about me
Cuz I know fo-sho you do, you
Even told me to my stupid face
You view my shit on YouTube
You said you dreamt about me
Das some lovie-dovie shit, I
Ain’t sayin’ datchu love me, but
So what if you fuckin did
I wouldn’t mind it, cuz
Girl, you a lovely bitch, butchu
Ignore most’a my texts and
Girl das some cunty shit
I ain’t sayin, you a
Cunt, but lemme be up front, da
Way you lead me on and tease me
Really mothafuckin' sucks, I just
Wanna fuckin fuck, unless
You want some fuckin love, in
Which case I would say, let
Us make some fuckin love, I get it
That I’m twenty this, and
You are twenty that, but
Age is just a number, and
I think dat ass is plenty fat, don’t
Tell me you can’t hang, cuz you
At work or workin' out, I really
Doubt dat workin' round dat shit is
Nevermind, yeah, you a cunt