I wrote this myself but have not recorded yet - Does that sound good or relevant to you lyrics

Heres two verses I wrote in english because I think it sounds better than in french which is my primary language. The problem is, I learned english on the fly like that by playing videogames and going on forums so I think my vocabulary is a bit limited but I will improve it. Just wanna know what y'all think about it. First post on this forum btw Tonight let's put my problem and my poems by, let's Take a fly where my mind can be a goddamn dice I can go k** Bill, I can k** this is a real thrill Now I feel ill, this pill here got me dangerous I'm angerous about this bunch of people that I'm 'bout to bust My head tells me to take their skin off, that'd be lots of blood The voices yell at me to make their chin blow, with a mauser Glock And I'mma cut this woman belly, his baby maybe could be jelly And he moves in her tummy, pour little mommy , your baby Could be just like me but he looks too tasty, but don't worry You'll die anyway and I will rape you everyway Your husband, mutilated, dies from blood spilling everyway More specimens are coming, fourth elements are raging I'm loving my new mask, made from her hands and earring Call me bu*t face, hot glaze on your face in aftermath Imma do it last till the day I pa** murdering a**es in ma** --------------------------------- Murder rap, a burglar raps, the words are fast and burn your a** You better learn your maths and earn your pa** before you ask You need a mask to go around and k** em fast before they gasp Fast attack is what you lack, look at that I got your back Man in fact the track is back, you look like a fat cat attack'in I'll show you how to properly k** a human being Aim your sibling for a victim it is worth a tryin Whining, whining I love the sound of a baby cryin I'm fresher than a virgin in a refrigerator I'm hotte than the lava I inserted in yo mama And your grandma s**s a lama, I'm the karma and you nada All I wanna is marijuana, but they don't wanna Rotten core is what I'm coming for, undead galore The more I k** the more I spit, the more I spit, the more I'm ill If I ever, ever come to your town I'll be down for some sport k**ing, don't get it, just move your head back and forth