Dometop Bird Supplies

I was chilling with some friends and I freestyled this verse earlier. I wrote down what I could remember and cleaned it up a little. Tell me what you think.

The change from obscure to famous
is near-instantaneous
when my scribbled down words
become renowned nouns and verbs
fuck what you heard, I murder it freestyle on a stage
drop written bombs on the page
rhyming like a mage or wizard,
i'm off the gauge, goin biz-erk
I love detroit, jay stay getting paid
im here to kill the swag-era and dollar sign-age
this is why you never let the beast out my cage
the light the truth, my murder weapons is mics and booths
yall eat it up like a sweet tooth
im not soulja boy, im talib kweli, I'm the roots
here for the fun, dont rhyme about my funds
breath control like an iron lung
Peace sign on both hands, but in the small of my back is my gun