I Wish You Would Freestyle- Poet

My FIRST Recording, lemme know what you think, I'm only 15. I want honest opinions. Heres the Lyrics My paper, chasing paper- I don't ball, no not a laker- But I run this shit, I shut it down- You talking b*tch? Ill shut you down- I got moves to make, things to see- Failures, what I haters see- So you don't see shit- Your raps are getting old to me- So wrap my gift, bag my shit- Get up off of Poets d*ck- Fuck you say? What I say? - I aint tryna hear your sh*t- Im just trynaa steal your b*tch, I'm just trying show some love- I'm just trynna make a living; I'm just trynaa rise above- And you know this, Louis V and a gold wrist- got a long list, got big dreams- Got ripped jeans, I mean well- By all means, my swag is nice, this verse mean- A nurse needed, I ball so heard the hearse needed- That's 4 seated, yea four doors- I killed this, got 3 more, can't stop me b*tch, I'm to raw- You started this, can't stop war- Can't cop fours, I'm underpaid- But I swear to god, man one day- My fingers talk, these guns say- They kill shit from Monday to Sunday- Don't get a break, I work hard, I play hard- To make that cheddar, bake the cake- I'll put in life, whatever it takes, no matter the steaks- Going full speed boy, aint no brakes- So b*tch!- I wish you would