freestyle for my mate

So I've gotten into writing rhymes and rap and freestyling lately thanks to my boy Lionel. And so it's spread to my friends and my best flatmate ever writes to me a poem. Here is my reply:

PK, O
Did u PK, yo?
if you did i, hope
it was for a certain blue, rose!

Thanks for writin' me, rhymes
Sure helps to pass the, time
cuz today the sun ain't, shinin'
I fear the fall is, climbin'..

up the legs of my, bed
sh*t it haunts me in the, head
sh*t i'm gonna be so, sad
sh*tty winter drives me, mad

with it's snow, ice, storms and, all
watching those penguins, fall
together they stand, tall
alone they're just too, small

AAAH!
my rhymes are tied, stickin' to the trick and the tick of the time and i find it is time to rewind and FREESTYYYLE!

yo PK, O, you know i don't like the cold. jo--that's my name, summer that's my game
round em up ho's, grind em down low, u know i miss em, oh, now u know i kissed em, yo
i meant just one, u know her she's the one, the fun, the girl's who got em guns
bringin' the sun, til the last call, run, 10 K like the PK-o, fast to the last of the midnight delight
got shots to the hot shots with the hot bods, we do not want hot rods---OH!! that's RIGHT!
but go on reach down your pants, get her a sex on the beach... you sick!
i meant go on reach down for the cash, get her a sex on the beach, you SO sick!
forget it! i'll get her the sex on the beach, though she wants some sex on the beach, ha! do i make you tick?
i'm clean, we're all clean! what you talkin' about, i know what u're thinkin' about, now
GO TO YOUR ROOM!

HAHAAAAA!!!! *ahem*

so, when the fun is done,
come over with your MJ for the J, that's me
my place after you sing K, i'm east
in the mornin' we'll feast
at the least we'll beast
on the meat, it's all about the beef at the KB
and the icy ice cream treats from PC

don't even get me started on the japs
sashimi, sushi, u tempt me. damn crazy snacks
we gotta hack em sacks, we gotta fack em flabs,
you lackin' em packs? c'mon lets hacky sack!
waterloo i'm back, where the party at
loo crew i'm back, this time i got my stash

first time first floor, second time on the second floor
we movin up, PKO
keep your head up, dont PK, yo
courtesy our history. flatmates again? the mystery.
we're not lost at sea, we'll just wait and see,
1105, see to the C for the communist prophecy!

greetings from the east
i'm outs for now, peace!