My rap. Its sick

I'm f**kin flow matic I blow static and pop automatics you thought were illmatic you turn acrobatic and back flip threw 3 lanes of traffic with holes in your jacket popping out of closets Im a fast blazing rocket with rhymes I pick up and put back in my pocket Im f**kin static like like an electrical socket I cock it get back up pop it and drop it I run the f**kin run the streets homie im hopin no one sees me I feel like this has become to easy this f**kin life has deceived me I try to look back on everything that's happened and it all comes back so clearly I wish that I knew the real me I never wanna go back to the old me I'm here with u babe and it's meant to be your my life I want you to be my wife your body's bangin you never leave me hangin your smile is brighter than a star your so close but it seems like your so far I love you baby your my boo i love cuddling with you its like my new hobby haha

                                                                          PEACE