this i sjust a song i am workin on try to figure out if i should put in on my cd or no ?

Title is stricaly hip hop

chorus: fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
that means i cant let this shit stop/
i said fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
y tha fuck should i let this shit stop/

verse 1: i feel like rappin so i thnk i will/
when yall look at me ya say i aint got skill/
well, hell get the fuck up out mah grill/
just sit back and chill/
and listen 2 how im the fuckin grand man/
but til then u seem 2 fuckin understand/
that im the muhfuckin man/
and none a yall aint shit next 2 me/
here have sum fuckin ecstacy/
if it'll help u discover/
im the ultimate light skin brotha/
fuck it its skillz not color/
i dont give a fuck about a source cover/
or if i ever roll on 22's/
i just wanna be on the news/
but not tha way ya b thinkin/
now u stare at me wit out blinkin/
but dont say a word, just shut the fuck up and let me do my thing/
lyrically, im the fuckin king/
check out da skill i bring/
its only da spring/
and i got ya kids 2 sing/
my fucked up rhymes/
but chill my music will make them throw away there 9's/
so dont question my ability/
i just get this will in me/
and manage my stability/
yall bitches b killin me/
u b 2 quick 2 judge/
and 2 hold a grudge, sayin my lyrics is dirtier than sludge/
but hey, it aint my fault ya packing fudge/

verse 2: a natural born lyricist and my first appearence is/
mo thrillin than any rolla coasta/
ima be on ya daughters wall on a poasta/
shit im hotter than tha inside of a toasta/
and pretty much any other household appliance/
my murders cant be solved by forensic science/
shit my defiance beats any confederate alliance/
check me out in ya next set of clients/
i bet ill be tha only fuckin whitey/
i dont give a fuck if u dont like me/
cuz whetha u like it or not im almighty/
howz dat 4 a bizerk twist/
ha ha compared 2 me u worthless/
u belong in circus, u aint shit but a clown/
and betta off underground/
now how dis sound? ima live larger than elephants/
i cant control my male violence/
u aint intelligent/
every rhyme u spit is an irrelevant/
sounds like yo rhymez wuz wrote by a chimp/
as for me, my shits fuckin pimp/
might as well wear a purple tux made with silk/
it dont even matta that my skins as white as milk/
i dont wanna sound like im braggin/
but u kno u fear me more than a knights fear dragon/
sick and tired of peeps naggin/
alls about how i got my pants saggin/
down 2 my muthafuckin ankles/
i got shit cumin at all different angles/

chorus: fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
that means i cant let this shit stop/
i said fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
y tha fuck should i let this shit stop/







verse 3: now that i got ya attention/
ill beam u 2 my dimesion/
where everything is warped/
ill take ur shot up corspe/
and throw it on ya baby mamas porch/
but thats just a minor technicality/
fuck it, head back 2 reality/
this is a lyrical fatality/
i slaughter every adjective and verb/
i kno u gettin scurred/
i am tha illest mc u ever heard/
u dont think so? thats just absurd/
u must be deeply disturbed or really dumd/
cause if silence is golden, then me rappin is platinium/
i got skilz, more than u can shake a fuckin stick at/
say my name bitch, that aint it, gimme my dick back/
all u gots 2 do is relax and sit back/
kick back, here have a tic-tac/
fuck da chit-chat, if u say my shits wack/
ima blast u in ya six pack/
shit i tend 2 do that/

x2 chorus: fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
that means i cant let this shit stop/
i said fool 4 me its flip-flopped/
im white and strictly hip-hop/
frum tha bottum 2 tha tip-top/
y tha fuck should i let this shit stop/