"I'm not a rapper"

Enemy's waiting for my response on social media/But I ain't sending Innocent doves to deliver a shit message for me on Twitter...
Nigga want the piece of the cake,though nobody wants to take a walk in the shoes of the baker/I hide my fears In wings of the creator...
I'm not slave to the paper/through tithe and offering I give back the juice to the maker...
Enemy's prayin' for my death,sorry I just buried the undertaker/With nobody to prepare my funeral,I swear am living better...
It's celebration hour,so am sending an invitation to a friend in form of a letter/Though the conditions don't apply to a hater...
No invitation If U are living bitter/Cause we live In Christ were The cake Is always sweeter...

I'm not a rapper...Though

My lyrics have counted more bars than a man doing a life sentence/Am just hoping U have been blessed In my presence...
I spit the truth on the enemy's face,I know that's really mean/Slowly I let the enemy's fade like the colour of my Jean...
Nowadays,am all about Devil May Cry,My life is DMC and It's beyond magic/My Inspiration deep it's like the sweetness of life to a dying man In a clinic...
Am a lyricist,like a new born bird I stay comfortable In my lyrical nest/In love with my lyrical contents like a baby loves Is mother's breast...
When you fly,negative people be like He is only flying cause he cannot afford a bus ticket/am a player,how am I suppose to score when she only wants the ring and not the basket...