I dont rap anymore but heres a completed song from a few years ago.
Lyrics:
We got more bats in the belfry
5150 snagging raps from the spell sheet
After the hell leaks, 
Leftover laments and unfortunately healthy
If not empty mulling over spreadsheets,
dead beat lexicon in other words a chess piece
Making ends meet, way over friendly,
lessened appetite for the Machiavelli wealthy;
then a pest. Weeks passing ‘fore the underground 
Up-and-comer running aside 22 I’m brunny-bound
Tire screeches, grill breeches, not another sound
Never felt more pain then when his mother put him underground
Pull the covers, flush the coke, and ghost the roaches.
Im not into hocus pocus, but I know this works the mostest.
Snuff your noses, plug your lugs for the explosives,
Come sit and pose for the narcotic camera focus

From the scene, I disarm the man with roses
Never too keen on this land that I love
“Land that I love”
I know there’s gotta be a plan from above

Wasn’t much to the dream of a mansion with guns
The future looks mean for companions of love
“Land that I love”
Never been one to hand you my trust

Im on a “one, two, three” corny dance at the pub
Or on a “fuck you mean?” With my hand on the blunt
Got a buck toothed sweet that just glanced at my nuts
But im a buck too cheap for a drank and a fuck
Now im stuck too deep so I bask in the fame
People give infamy similar frames
Taken back to the day when given a name
Or when I had tooth aches from the cereal cane
Now that half suplex, that dug my troops next to the
Bloodstained white flag and sullied peace treaty
Welcome General Malarkey
Pull a knife from his stocking so the winner sleeps easy 
Jeez louise, jeepers creepers, 
Live from the ether with a self renewing visa
Summer, winter, passing fever,
Sun distilled mixtures, and pepperoni pizza x2

jonthacarpenter