unorthodox flow

Hello world how you doing, rapping on beat got me feeling fluent, take you on a trip to my mind see how I’m doing, got some screws on my head yeah I’m screwing, everyday I think about blowing up and I ain’t talking about Iran,like how hard is it to make a couple bands, of this rap shit like dam, bars getting hot need to cool it off with a fan, And I’m American but my flow sounds like it’s from Japan, hard to kinda understand, hopefully you can comprehend, This flow so unorthodox, but my bars so sick someone call a doc, and oops I forgot, where’s the lepracon need a jackpot, Mind bouncing everywhere like hopscotch, scrolling though my mind like TikTok, so much style might just join hip hop, a monk on this beat legs criss cross, hopefully you dint get lost, ik there’s a lot of sauce, how long until I make it to the top, and I’m not talking about heaven, I’m just not ready this second, gamble with my life 7-11, like I’m shooting dice, need a mentor someone with good advice, need the cheese like I’m a mice, and I’m not sure if I could make this flow twice, and this beat is so damn long, but I’m kinda smoking no bong, hopefully I don’t get it wrong, mind feels kind of gone, trying to paint a picture, writing flows like scriptures, and it’s not that easy that’s for sure, a flow with a flue need a cure, feel like I ran out of sht to talk about, not skipping a beat no doubt, rapping until I black out, man this is kind of hard, but I’m already this far, shooting for the star, somewhere in mars, kind of surprise that I’m still on beat, turn the oven off because these bars are heat, sounds like a mess but it’s kind of unique, flow is everywhere but it still sounds kind of neet, I don’t even know how many bars I wrote, but it’s kind of clean no soap, hopefully you can catch my quotes, progress shows growth, can’t rush perfection, another song to the collection, trying to find my direction, judge voted me out objection, I’m not a menace to society, a lot of time gave me anxiety, I’m clean now sobriety, learned to have propioerty, still don’t know where my life is go though, but hopefully one day I would blow, been in the dark when can I glow, leave it in gods hand only he knows, I’m trying very to hard to succeed, I’m sure god agree, rapping like I need a degree, fight for my life like I’m Cree, kind of glad that I’m free, trying to become all that I could be, and I’m sure god agree, I know I said that twice, tried to put flavor like spice, eating flows like rice, just trying to get this right,