Every time you rhyme everything sounds the same but when I rap exact I find it a bit inane so you'll find in my lines that the sound has changed inside your mind I'm spreading a taint with a sound so new you get inundated with thoughts so ******* that yours get faded. Rap is a game and this is how I play it chew the brain food this the way I cater pursue the obtuse so I form my cadence eschew the assumed treat the invaders like they’re your neighbours accommodate new thoughts until they sound the same as us
Can be interpreted to be about tolerance, for the rhymes that don't perfectly conform, and draws parallels to tolerating new cultures to create "a new sound" or in other words, live harmoniously. Also Slant eyes is a slant rhyme with slant rhymes, which the poem is full of. I'm sorry I'm quite cheesy and naive.