Please Read (Rap)

I don't know how to rap. I'm just here like a thunder clap
Rolling in with a flash, then leaving you with chills on your back
I would tip my hat, to this fact, but I'm just here like tree sap
Don't really make due with my stats, I just reflect the past.

I got a brain that expands every day, I have much to say,
but time doesn't pay, lies don't sway, so I just stay
in this shell in the fray, where I act and man the play
wreaking havoc every way, because the truth can't get laid.

So I lose my patience, and my notions in relations
to the god forsaken simulations of these vocations
bleeding out of automated sensation; mental menstruation
breaking my sentences apart to appeal to my ramifications.

I'll just sit here watching these insults lead nowhere,
Like scratching the chalk board with your bent silverware
I'm not even here to insult you, just reveal the ones you've bared
you're all just rapping in frequencies of red, with your vision infrared.