I wrote these lyrics for a project in English clbum. Tell me what you think.

Well, this is a tragedy all about how
a kingdom got flipped, turned upside down
and I'd like to take a minute, just listen in
I'll tell you how i became king of the country Scotland...

In Stratford of Avon, born and raised
on the battleground is where I spent most of my days
chillin' out maxin', puttin' on a show
quellin' the rebels with my buddy Banquo

when a couple old hags, who were up to no good
started prophecising in my neighborhood
i won two epic battles and the king got scared
he said "Malcolm's gonna be king, cuz he's the royal heir."

I begged and pleaded with him, day after day
but there just wasn't anything that i could say
Malcolm was prince and i just couldn't trick him
my wife and i talked, she said "ya might as well stick 'im!"

Third act, yo, this is bad
my wife drugged the guards with a champagne glbum
But when i stabbed him, i heard a cry
man... this might not be all right

I went to the dinner but when i came near
Banquo's ghost that I'd killed made me holler with fear
if anything i'd think that this ghost was rare
but now my wife is all filled with despair!

I pulled up to the castle 'bout seven or eight
Malcom said woah, yo homes smell ya later!
looked at my kingdom, i was finally there!
to sit on my throne, as the king of the year

*bows*

thoughts? i have a recording of me singing this, too. i will post that if enough people show interest.