whats wrong with my rapping,how can i improve....?

Dreamin high, wiping eyes,removin
sweat from my forehead
Pain died while writin my abituary
inside my stone head
Worlds trynna dig my grave not
knowin i was borned dead
My wishes killed me,bitchhes pissme
,wen i die nobody would missme cuz
m broke n Torn wreck,
fags labelled my every beat
wack,cryin all the time caused my
eye 's H2O shed
just to forget the past i smoke
weed,crack and hennessy
m trynna bring death closer to me,
and u cant feel
the pain which i feel when i see my
older pictures,i aint (lyin)
i too abuse dimes, especially when i
see my sister cryin
the life is mortal, every rich guys got
on his face a big chortle
but i 've been starvin for decade,my
hunger is immortal
m quitin to spit the raps as volunteer
and m quittin to fall and bear my
collapse
everynight i halt and tear with the
bottle of rimy martin here on the
streets
m sick of feelin grief, i dont even get
peace in sleep,i swear to god i weep
in dreams
plus world love to see me screamin,
grab my neck and they say bleed
bittch bleed