Could you rate my rap please?

am spinnin', ma brains out, while susie's mom standing at the sink still tryin' to get dem stains out / get the rains out i ride like claus, ice wit no flaws, now hold for my applause / accidents i cause wit the gleam from the beemer, rozay on buggati but i still get to cream her / military schemer iraq was my infusion, step up on my turf and iraq is your conclusion / no dillusion, next of kin, with a flow like huckberry, giving twain the finn