Overthinking or Under-comprehension? [Poem]

I feel you, what you saying,

you ain’t never lied,

overthinking on the

express lane to my demise

trust me, yeah I get it

& sometimes, it gets you livid

but it’s a shame if I deny the fact I’m

kinda wise

not saying everything I think

is all one hunnit,

but I’m human like you human,

so I have my buttons

I know intentions

they might not have been

to disrespect

but MY delivery is what

you say

makes you feel so shut in

this convo never was about

Your mother’s comment

though

I get how repetition

makes you wanna vomit

might’ve made me feel a way

but at the end of the day

I take the good for what it is

& all the bad,

I omit

that’s why I tried to put you on

to my perspective

it sparked a light,

& me

I thought you’d be receptive

fresh up out ya sleep

I should’ve known, I should’ve peeped

that the timing of this convo ’s

why it got infected

ain’t mean to aggravate you, dawg,

or get you pissed

but still ain’t no excuse

to talk to me like I ain’t sh*t

you might not think you were,

but to be real, I’m pretty sure

there's truth in what we say

& in my case,

makes this poem legit

I’m free styling this poem...

on my phone & sh*t

write whatever comes to mind

& it’s FLOWING bih

I’m meaning what I say

but part of God molding this clay (me)

is using gifts that feed our likes

to help us float & sh*t

don’t always see eye to eye

but I know we’ll be better

just like God, I take my time witcha

'cause I ain’t no better

just promise me one thing

regardless what outsiders think,

that we gon always be transparent, dawg

'cause

we know better

this my last [few] bars

I know this is long as hell

I like talking this way

‘cause you receive it well

& nobody feels muted

& I stay truest to my true gift,

we should get through anything

once we deny ourselves

deny don’t mean stay quiet,

just keep it real & cut the violence,

fix our deliveries & trust

we mean each other well

yours Truly.