help on this peice please. trying to strengthen it and get back on subj.

Can I please get some advice here?? I'm getting some writers block on this piece I don't know where to go with it from here...

(Verse 1)
If i could emerge as the real me, a sick sadistic enemy,
An emcee with dreams of hysterectomies an vasectomies...
Id fester like bees when teased, an carve out knees wit house keys.
An bleed out sheep ta hear em bleat, while farmers plead "please let em be!!"
No sympathy from me,
so hear my sinister scream let gleem,
a beam of dark greed off the arc'd beams of the barn ceiling.
Mark the scene with caution posts, in the middle..an esophagus exposed.
Lay a straw hat by the fallen pro, whose sollum woes we'll never know.
step toe over toe down the stoned road onto the next awaiting stain..
Find a lonely homie at home-he spots me through the window pain
..
Im ceaseless so smash the glass ta pieces, slice and entice a cold grievance.
Stand in peace over a seamless waste of skin that I tore seams in...
There's a crazed brigade through every vein so I'd do this as a tradition.
If the man had friends then I'd slam heads just ta end it with a submission.
I'm on a mission and non of me's missin the days where I was once normal.
Now done with wishin for acceptance to quickin, my mind's friggin immortal.
And when my spine tingles of bordem lord have mercy on backless *******s,
Trapped fury lingers so blurry pictures are ravaged like capless tackle.
I fumigate and illuminate backyards to find big dig spots
For luminous places for toomes of faces once know as big shots.

(Chorus)
Sick n sadistic I'm mentally twisted,
But verbally gifted and herbally lifted,
I personally think this earth is depicted
In the wrong vision we're afraid ta admit-it
I'm dead at Christmas while listeners sift-this
Mister rich-script has somethin to say kids.
I'm sick n sadistic so back up with b**ch hits
I'm here to rip it but, do I even gotta list it?

(Verse 2)
My vest is loose and my best noose is not yet used, but hear me say this..
let ooze from the neck any wrecked fool who thinks less than "yea he'll make it'

Try starting the second verse with a burst of multies... Trough in some Sick and sadistic description s on how sick you are anD roll with it...but blunt from the hip..as. far as a verse.. Your style is totally diffrent than mine so it would be hard
For me to duplicate it...pretty good so far... Makes you think allot when reading. It..

I hate android phone.. auto correct sucks lol...

I appreciate it...
Is this something to the effect of what u were saying to the second verse..?

Entrapment of ashen colored compassion lasting for today's rationed fassion,
In dissatisfaction i fasten a mashed-in contraption ready for bashing backs-in.
I cast a bag-in the back of the wagon with the back-end dragin and my pants saggin.
So on and so on...

Yeah...something like that... I will wright something to help when I get home... Keep at it...

Aight word