Chess,
Is the parable of life, 2 b Understood by the wise & Known by those with understanding.

I like da game, bust-n outta intellectual chains, n-joy-n strategic rain.
Welcome 2 da multiplex of tactical pain, insane 4 your membrain!
Sometimez I'm caught sleepin n da middle of my dreams,
Other timez I'll have 2 crush your psychological schemes.
My knight just delivered da uppercutz,
While my rooks gonna spill your guts.
U showed me what U know, now my queens gotta show U her deathblow!
I'm a skull collecta, kinda like hannibal lecta, but a ratings wrecka.

I got slayed by a buttload of timeouts when I lost my net.
Well now I'm back, & every game will be played with wisdom, knowledge, & respect.
I was schooled by OTB chessmasters, suckered by lucky WTF basterdz,
& attacked by deceptive machines programmed to win, no luv 4 the game,
Just a crazed pursuit of high numbers & fame.
Who r these anonymous cyber-space blasterz? Engine using stratocasterz,
Runnin round loose leaving a trail of effed up gameplay disasterz.
Everybody run, everybody scream!
Cuz some of them were cast out by da archangel's team!
Can any1 tame these demonic beasts?
Stop them from trampling thru da countryside, infecting da innocent with chaos & defeat.
I feel honored 2 have da opportunity 2 try.
But on this long dark journey, I might have 2 b ready 2 b tortured & slowly die.

Dig da palpitation of a higher concentration,
1 of these dayz those dreary storm clouds will part, & da burning hot phoenix sun will burst thru,
That'll b the day that I will finally beat U.
The universe will calm down, & the sun will slowly burn out.
On that dark BLACK Day of Dread, everybody's gonna scream & shout!

Chess,
This sexy biatch is like Close encounters of the 3rd emotional kind,
It's just a human attempt 2 enter the tragically complicated gymnasium of the mind.
The only way 2 truly Control your fate, is by getting Checkmate.

Real talk, Romie Dread