Beautiful to you?

What I gotta do
To be beautiful to you?
If I spit this with some truth
Would you give me eyes all googoo
Or maybe you more like the type
that like the type that talk like fools
Trapped inside the block
Like trapping blocks is fuckin cool
I don't lock the block down
I break the gates, give em tools
Most of us don't know no better
I'm here to search for something new
Only trap I feel is worth a damn
Is sifting gold from my soul
But this the type of gold I can't hold in my hand
So I let it seep from this pen
And hope it's dope as I planned
Hold it up for you
Apologise cause I took awhile
I don't mind if you don't like it
As long as it makes you smile
And even if you find my words are
Not quite to your taste
I'll spend 10,000 hours trying
To perfect my pictured shapes
Maybe if I could master them
Then you would like me too?
So I won't quit
What I gotta do,
For me to be me, and beautiful to you?