Pro Con

What I want to provide is a bit of context
 Help you get with the program
 Bring you on board with the concept
 Positive vs. negative like a proton-electron contest
 I just hope that a verse this hot
 Is not gonna make my palms sweat
 Rap professional comin' atcha
 from every angle like a protractor
 Flavor like provolone and prosciutto
 Written down or freestyled pro bono
 Rarely profane, not fuelled by propane
 I would rather eat rappers to get my protein
 And I'd proclaim myself pretty proficient
 At procuring my preferred provisions
 Profoundly prolific, this MC is
 Proprietor of fire like Prometheus
 Ego's as big as my nose is
 Aka my prodigiously-proportioned proboscis
 Props to producers spinnin' those records
 And b-boys spinnin' like propellers
 And all my graf writers with paint and propellant?
 I love 'em man!
 But on the other hand:
 Sometimes I lack confidence
 And as a consequence I can't concentrate
 My negative thoughts just congregate
 As I contemplate with consternation
 My constant content constipation
 Writer's block is like confirmation that
 No concert connoisseur would consider me a star
 In his consummate-MC constellation.
 And there's no consolation for my contempt for me.
 Au contraire:
 I'm convinced that congested and confounded
 Is what I'm condemned to be.
 I'm the opposite of conceited
 I should have stopped and quit and conceded long ago
 I'm out of control and I need to confront these demons
 Everybody has pros and cons
 Happy and sad emoticons
 Offs, ons, yesses, nos, yins, yangs, cons, pros
 Each of us contains a proliferation of contradictions
 That conspire to promote a profusion of confusion
 And provoke conniption fits
 That leave us twitchin' and twisted and with emotional bruisin'
 Man I'm talking convulsions, also contortions, contusions
 But I'll proffer this proposal, and convey my conviction
 That being prone to inner conflict and contention
 Is just the proverbial human condition
 There is no magic bullet
 No projectile that can be conjured
 All we can do is proceed and continue
 Lace up our Pro-Keds and Converse
 No procrastination, gotta go hard like concrete, get proactive
 Concoct that projection, construct that prototype, make it happen
 I'm pro-creation, like I was the consequences
 Of promiscuous conjugal relations that are not protected
 By condoms, prophylactics, and contraceptives
 Wide-open palms protruding, proving I'm no con artist
 I meant every word, prologue to conclusion.