Here is another submission for the Express Yourself Contest 2016.
Just me spitting some bars.

Lyrics:
I'mma whip you into shape no need for a fit bit
Put you in your place quit treating me like a misfit
Go against me now your the stupid nitwit
You know I'll give you props but your back up on my hit list
I'm not playing games put down the controller
Tell these fake rappers that they're done cuz it's over
They never met the standards never been high rollers
Now they're hating me watch me brush it off my shoulders
You say you rap good but boy you pathetic
My morning wood is harder than your work ethic
Your rhymes stink so bad they belong in the septic
But the Ninja Turtles won't like that your synthetic
Yes I said your fake might as well just call you Drake
Say that to me that will be your first mistake
My rhymes drop so hard they're starting earthquakes
And that's the reason why all them big booty's shake