Story of my life

My rhymes are dope,
my crimes are rope hanging.
I bought a car, now I'm broke
as I try to impress this group
of chicks from Mount Coke.
I'm in depth of perfect lines
My pick up lines are ancient
My soul's wounded
My mind ignores my heart
I have no strength to draw courage from
I am down and out!
I write perfect poetry only in my dreams
and that is the story of my life.