Invasion

Planes is crashing, the city on fire
Buildings is burning, the babies is crying
Fathers is hugging they daughters and saying, "I love you"
While sons is calling they moms
Something huge overshadows the sky
The wind is blowing, animals terrified
The homeless sprinting to the nearest buildings
With the hopes that it would be some safety inside
The screens receiving telephonic alerts
The non-mobile sad and stranded at work
The sweat stains of a scared teen, unaware, seen on armpits of a shirt
Athletes in practices and all the flights canceling
Traffic jams causing back-to-back accidents
Cats, dogs, even mannequins panicking
Make room, I'm moving in like an applicant (Whoa)
This is an invasion, fuck a ticket, I just pulled up and valeted the spaceship
Like I got a invitation
Reservation, coordinate-destination
Shared location, information from a conversation of a confrontation occasion
Like I'm transportation for education, corporations, navigation estimations

Chemicals, missiles
Basketballs, whistles
Gun powder, pistols
Newspaper issues
Toilet seats, tissue
Quarters, dimes, nickels
Pickle juice, pickles
Breast milk and nipples
Cheek bone, dimples
Difficult and simple
Face, skin, pimples
Cast, crutches, cripple
Telephones and signal
Single, double, triple
Laughing, fingers, tickle

That might've been random, but they all go hand and hand
Like three people playing Uno
Or two people shaking hands
These space bars alternatives
You can't control me or command (Why)
I push buttons in a box, like gates locked
Which means that you could never box me in
They got me looking from the outside in
Be on the lookout if you in the industry
In the blink of a eye, I can pass by, and be in it physically
Schedule up a conference, schedule up a meeting
With the round tables, continental seating
Years of hiding all these governmental secrets
Now in every city it's civilians screaming
Everybody leaving, no time for chit chat
Stuck and I don't know how I'm gone get back
Even the small towns show on the big maps
I got a big brain, know where you live at
State of emergency, coming for the territory and currency
Searching for resources and a new home for eternity
Neighbors be worried, my presence alarming like burglaries
Changing the future, it's no erasing the past
Which brings me to the conclusion that this is only a draft
I've always been the author, I'm still writing history
I'm present, I am no longer a mystery