Writing with Purpose

As the beat drops
from the speakers
my mind comes out ontop
of it's game, and I start to think

Rhymes flow from my brain
thoughts and words come together
my head's like a sniper, taking aim
I eliminate the unnecessary,

and put in the vital components
and as I enter thought
all time seems to slow, although its been moments
since the music started

Tupac and Proof, drop me hints
in their words, and their raps
like a fire, started with pieces of flint
it starts out small, and comes up in a roar

Most my pieces, if not all
come straight from my heart
direct from my emotional halls
I write to express these feelings of mine

Thoughts go to paper, and my feelings vent
keys on a keyboard click, and clack
and it's like a medicine,
I've been lent
I calm down, and think rationally

Even if my mind is in another place
I get B+'s in my other classes
but English I ace
without even trying

My reason for writing,
even if this is all the truth
was to get a little square for lighting
up my name

yeah, I'm trying to get one of those little 'p-square' things next to my name, so I need poems...and yeah haha. You can tell, at the last stanza it got really choppy because I was writing with an actual purpose, which I can't seem to successfully do...but yes, comment ;-)