So this is my very first ever rap track, it took me some to plan out the lyrics and the way to present them in this track. It took me multiple attempts at getting this right for the audio.
Furthermore, I do not have a studio or even some HD mic, so I apologise for the audio not being the best.
I am putting this here so that if someone stumbles upon it they can give me their criticism. The more honesty the better; just say how bad it is and what can be improved (I doubt it is gonna be good since it is my very first track heh). Or if there, which I doubt, positive points on this, please do share!

Track used in the background: Neroche - Nightshade


Lyrics:
This rhyme is starting slow and smooth
I need it as this is my very first rapping groove, 
with much to improve and nothing to approve
my life’s one of many black and white chess moves

This bitchy society thinks I need to man up
My family deeply needs to see me as a grown up
While I try desperately to provide a shitty setup 
I always need a cover up of this empty cup

The days of my mother being there and helping me
Nothing will beat her food and her sensuality
Everything then sadly changed under the Christmas tree
When the police came to ask me for my inquiry
 
I know the bastard that gave me this me hell on Earth
The piece of shit came back looking like a dark sith
All black and his knife blood glowing-red with a spit
Right then and there was ready to commit on this squit

Break

Right now, it’s only halve way through the game
Yet I still think I will loose in a long and painful way
Gotta push on, continue to focus on not the lame 
My family’s at stake, Vlad might as well be my opponents name

I fought long and hard at where I’m in life
My crisis ass was even more lucky to find a wife
It’s scary enough to work through a City full of knives
And yet there’s so much talk and pride when living the Met life

My kids were close to know the feeling of being broke
Me thinking ‘bout them starving each day for weeks kept me woke
The struggle they went through makes me look like a sick joke
To be broke, while having this smoke, is making me choke

Here I am, working the future with my perfect mate
I sure as hell plan not to make my family part of the death rate
Chopping of this deadweight in this stress state while I narrate
Dark shit not gonna stop me in my way, check mate.

WarhammerLoad