should i just pay for a mix and master? - MONDAY BARS 7 (prod. Falak)

MONDAY BARS 7, I stopped worrying about peaking my microphone and made a good effort to really put emphasis into my lyrics this time, it helps that the beat fits this style too. So should I just hire a mix and master or am i cooked? 💀💀💀
I have some beats lined up for future MONDAY BARS, but I wouldn't mind any suggestions on a type beat or other idea that I should go for, so if you have any let me know in the comments. Thank you.

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LYRICS:

God killin’ mortals, Kombat combos
I rap boom bap man I’m on that Costco
Deal with beats fast got those promos pronto
2 buck hotdog with mustard call it Kendrick Lamar flow
But I give no break, got no halftime
My lyrics show clean your ass need a bath time
Dig enough I’m bound to blow up with these gas lines
Y’all suck flaccid bars I go hard can you mine?

Sheath my sword but I kill when I wanna, reach like spear and I’m yellin’ “Wakanda!”, on my onomatopoeia
Boom bap blah blah, too easy, I’m yawnin’ but I beat ya, reached nirvana
Call me piranha in Mariana but I kill any fauna, pick up tons on entendres, lungs honda, drive never tire Yokohama,
Kill em on those chops like I hold a katana, play no Halo but at my core I curtana

“Sorry I didn’t catch that”
Shut up bitch, you get smacked
Comin’ in quick with quips gimme lip you get dick back
I quid call quits cuz the kid got alliteration spit not just dip brag

So y’all want your severance now? New boss and I’m kickin’ ‘em out, lazy bums and I narrowed it down
My sentiment down to earth, sediment unearthed, sent to ground, burnin’ settlements down
I got rhetoric, redirect the rap zeitgeist, redefine rhyme, revive before poltergeist
Inseminate y’all brains with poetry, ‘bout time we switch authorities, bring new life from ovaries

You never broke a bone that’s why you’re only human
Replace with a version better or newer
Gas Irving fueler, gas nervous fuming, word exterminator
My gas humor cuz I either get ‘em laughing or snoozin’,

Wait…

Labels got their ass out and that cash got your lips pursin’
Spit but there’s no reimbursement
All your words now furnished from them behind closed doors and pulled curtains
Tactics corporate tryna get into feeds, malnourishment
Vermins feedin’ off corpses, write their sermons for ‘em
Blame no one but yourself you read the terms, chose wealth over words
So now every verse sounds shallow and slurred, only cattle is heard
Y’all djorno no delivery, I’m hittin’ door to door back to back cuz I’m driven see you using Splice but you got not a slice just a sliver cheese
Artificial meat missin’ heat, mine off the streets of Sicily
Not one to hit then ditch,
I want a list of digits, talkin’ physics, make heat for it to rise to the top of the kitchen

(small fart noise)
I pull up you pull up your pull-ups, piss in your pampers bitch forget ‘em and you Amber it
Alert alert, get their handlers in they heard me and these amateur pussies can’t handle it
View panoramic, new rap sound Mandarin, orange squishin’ door hingin’, cookin’ no panhandlin’
No panderin’, got geezers ganderin’,
Rap’s been slammed with slander so I brandish words check grammar and get ‘em stammerin’
It’s gettin’ cramped I got no room in my pants for anything other than my phone wallet and jams
So watch them hands, never regrettin’ that stand, I see these senders and stamps
I see these hoes tryna get close I never let her
Write wordplay like I love letters
Mic game like a back word stepper
Tight raps I corset her, I see dove feathers
Fuck the beat up encore lecher
Bond can’t duple or sever
No post engagement, though I’m in it for life
Vow constant why I make my wife
I’m in my notes every night, know she just my type
Fuck finance, she my fiance, flow be my bride