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A piece of time formatted only for small minds Its like you watching cable for wisdom And I Got sattelite image in high definition And its formatted to all time wide screen So its not a poem its a experience Lets dim the lights close the blinds Call on a Indian and a reptile king And relearn not all words are transcendent So yea, I'm shaking my head at alot of men Who were given a gift only to exploit and misuse Bought and censored are another word used Sponsorship. Enough money they take for material gain Selling their responsibility for power And buy into the things that first had them bounded So I laugh at all these wealthy who are confused Think they got talent when they shop for words And take the credit. Because all those words and never said nothing Useless phrases, wordplay and rhythm Nothing you say ever transcended Any further than lips on their narcissistic heads If you are not plugged in you are tuned out.