I wrote this myself but have not recorded yet - Does that sound good or relevant to you [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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 Kill Bill, I can kill 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 butt face, hot glaze on your face in aftermath
Imma do it last till the day I pass murdering asses in mass

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Murder rap, a burglar raps, the words are fast and burn your ass
You better learn your maths and earn your pass before you ask
You need a mask to go around and kill 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 kill 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 sucks 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 kill 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
Killing, don't get it, just move your head back and forth