How To Author A Great Rhyme

[Verse 1: Da Great Deity Dah]
Instants before I stab at the pad, I stare
Til' the white glare blinds me in the cornea
Frequent stabs at the material causes bleedin' of my pen
Then, the fluid starts to soak in
To the fermented fiber, not the processed grain
To intoxicate my brain, as I gulp concepts
Piss fiery words like butane to inscript my name
As a thorough allegorian, theologic, supreme linguist
Master of lyrics, commandin' masculine spirits
Rhythms, synopsis' layered with sarcasm
Won't find me plagiarizin', the topic is scribblin' masterpiece scripts
But here is the preface to this epic
Abstainin' from fibbin' fables, I turn tables, flippin' the metronome Entertainin' mind zones, affixin' diction deeper than marrow in your bone
Those plot to exercise emphasis on the positive
Not derogatory jargon, but here's the manual for authorin' great rhymes

[Verse 2: B]
My soul's affixed in the drivers seat as my mind takes a journey
Observin' characters as they roam about my universe
I grab a bunch and disperse 'em like Zeus's lightnin' bolts
My words create would electrify your auditory, respiratory functions
Increased at rapid rates
Phalanges curl up like during orgasm
As your breath is released in spasms, I arbitrarily change cadence
When I'm rappin' to I self to ensure the execution is heartfelt
Then at that juncture like a battery, I recycle the energy
Focus on the topic weather it's life or how I attack enemies
Vehemently, spiritually, all of this happens inexplicably
A motion of force guided by Elohim
To resurrect souls has to be the focal theme
Pregnate your head with my semen cream and watch your essence beam
At how I author great rhymes

[Verse 3: Da Great Deity Dah]
Authorin' rhymes, to most appears a dream
So I'll slip in to their subconscious, overthrow the super ego
I'm God, in action, my veins throb
Racin' blood cells in the physical to accomplish the job
I rob evil of the opportunity to create disunity
Critically, I damage messengers travelin' through the nerves
Triggerin' off uncontrolled reactions and perceptions of a man
Uncivilized, unrealized in his bein' and potential of self
He'll claim possession of the salve to make girls melt
But the Sun will heat the Earth into a chocolate pool
Recreate her elements, purify what is irrelevant
Upliftin' benevolence at the bottom of the lagoon
A cacao pool, her molecules sparkle
'Cause my gamete is part of the formula, evolve her
At the rates of 1/3 pi r cubed
Her six sextillion tons of weight again turn
One solar unit from me, opponents squirm
At how I author great rhymes