My freestyle rhymes

I may be fourteen and have never been seen
but fuck that I'm here to start my own rap scene
my rhymes are pain killers like morphine
add it to your daily routine it'll make ya a machine
a beast that hurts your eyes with chlorine

My rhymes have deep meanin'
achin' pain deep inside your brain
covered with clouds and acid rain
of how your girl friend won't let you be
and went for another guy after you
your spirit dies your mind explodes to bits of dust
if it's not the trust that makes you like her it's lust

Fuck my best friends turned on me
I'm gonna hang those faggity fags on a tree
I hope you all can agree
I hate those faggots always talkin' behind my back
strangle them all neck to neck diss 'em in another track
I know it sounds whack but their always on my dick tryin' to attack
fuck you all kiss my ass crack

You constipated piece of shit
smell my armpit and then pop your grandma's zit
I'll kill your spirit I admit thats something I'd commit
hey girl friend lick my cockpit and then let me squeeze your tit
fuckin' nitwit go lick my dick you plastic piece of shit
cryin' how your always sick the truth is your prick that is the biggest critic
fucking pubic hair skinny ass stick get outta my dick