I don't rhyme in time or synchronicity
My intentions will never be to establish rapports
What comes from my mind reminds me
I know only that we're all ego whores
Regardless of whether nor not it matters
If or if not we topple
On mountain peaks or a corporate latter
The only truth is uncertainty and knowing this
Makes a sage of me
Attainment of solace
I can't control this
It just seeps from me like blood from wounds
A series of perfectly symphonic syncopated tunes
An exact and accurate reading of the runes
Tossing of bones and resonant tones
A path winding so fateful
It makes the richest snake ungrateful
My latitude never matches my attitude
My longitude is always too short
Like a prejudice jury's decision in court
I don't seek the road to fame
I just want to feed my frame
Perfect my game
Galvanize my brain
Retain my memories
Try my best to stay sane
Release my chains and stay free
As long as you listen to this message
The letter that blasted through its bottle
Full throttle, penetrating the cork that
confines the fine lines of genius and insanity
that flows like torrents of destructive lava
Always full of some sort of java
straight from the heart of my inspiration
Put together for whatever
Its all just poetry.
I know I'm not the next DZK, Immortal Technique or Dr. Dre
My pen name's Alexgray
It was nice to break the ice.