S@BB@tH Cypher - Tablet I

Another Day of Satur
Here are words on a platter
Some too weak
Will be mentally shattered
Their spirits all splatter
Im the Mad Hatter
I Am the DARK in the MATTER
Because I matter
My vibration
Causes striations
Thus my minds gyrations
Could fly high
And deny lies
Of this 'tyrant nation'
A grammatical genius
So Ive been told
Oh how CONvenient
To secrete parts of me 
That are so damn seamless
You've already seen this
Through my prose
I rose high like a phoenix
Became the keenest
Yet NEVER the meanest
And I guess its NEEDless
To say I had many days SLEEPless
THERE was no convenience 
To sleep in a car 
Feeling broken & scarred
I guess this is just a simplistic thesis
Exposing my ancient weakness
But I've learned through my burns
And now I discern
The HADRON Collider's
A portal for demons
I'm NOT a heathen
But I'm secreting
Secrets egregious
You're under no obligation, to believe this 
They call me quite fiendish
For vomiting cosmic comets so grievous and scenic
Oh what a mess, now who's gonna clean this?
I've grown confident in my cognitive
Hyperconsciousness was fed to me Intr@venous
Some say I'm from Mars and my Queen is from Venus
Nothing could come in between us
While I use phonetic bile in a superfluous style