Thinking Out Loud

I could be holy but savage that's a praying mantis. I got them Wu Wear Wallabees stirring up some antics. PHD in Trilingual Semantics. Master keys, 36 Chambers locksmith tactics. Lyrical precision incisions, never malpractice. My flow deep like the Puerto Rican Trench, 6 miles bottom the Atlantic. Filling out forms, I proudly check the box "Hispanic". I'm indestructible, bones made of adamantium, while y'all collapse and break cheap plastic.
I triumph my words nuclear fission and bomb atomically. Solar flares, imploding stars, devastation astronomically. Spock can't touch my skills delivered strategically and logically. So many the Omega, son I'm an Alpha biologically. I'm a beast with pen and paper, ya’ll need a PHD in Zoology.
When it comes to lyricism I erase all scepticism. Golden Glove like Rocky, The Hand of Thanos clutching writing implements penmanship cannibalism. What you see is what you get, that's some realism. Luniz I Got 5 On It and like Channel Live I'm Sparking Mad Izm.
Haters looking for answers but the truth is I'm the solution. I revolt against tyrants like a Zion Matrix Revolution. For this Poetic Relic Wordsmith, there's no substitution. My rivals better clean out their mouths with soap, all that's coming out is pollution.
I never had to clutch my Cuban Link Jesus Piece while running from the police. It's more like I poetically assault, my ink and quill my weapons I cock back and release. When I'm caught up in a cipher it's like a battle that will never cease. I rock that embroidered guayabera and my khakis with a cuff and a crease.
Everyday is Judgement Day, I flow like liquid metal T-1000. Throwback, joyriding dipping popo from Broad Street to Frelinghuysen. Bury that in the past, now I'm a saint if you are doubting. My rhymes are sticky like that World Wide Web y'all be browsing. I'd like to think I'm well established but don't get it twisted I could be hood like fisticuffs in public housings.
All my actions are relevant, I'll run next term, become the first Puerto Rican president, I should pull out a Trump card wait that card is irrelevant, I'll unite the masses all we need is love, that's the Fifth Element…
Jonathan El Poeta, Poetic Relic Wordsmith™