A Poem: The Message

I bet you thought that i'd always be down,
Get lost in gross thoughts, just walking around,
I bet you thought i'd have to skip this town,
Move to another to flip my frown,
And i know you know what i'm talking about,
Keep it real now, cuz' i heard the word got out,
That i got my second, third, soon as the first shot out,
And some loud mouth shouted that i was proud about
them like that is all what my clouts about!

So ..

Listen crystal clear, as i avow,
"Hooking up" is something that i enshroud, 
Cuz it's all fun and games till the crowd comes out,
To question her character like what, why and how?
But anyway, lemme say, what i was going on about ..

After you, life was screwed, but the bolt spun out,
Or was i rescued cuz' two women screwed me, now?
I bet you're thinking "What the hell, excuse me, ouch.",
But let the truth be out, i choose to shout.

They say the truth should be naked, and this is my naked truth,
Those women didn't help, nor the ash, nor the booze,
It was my intelligence that gave me a clue,
And i laid next to her, when she gave me the news ..

She said "I want it now and i don't want to get involved then.",
Like a witness she wanted money, to stop a crime from being solved, then,
Felt like the antonym of an insolvent .. My inhibitions just dissolved then, 
She said i had impressed her intellectually,
That my songs turned her on, mentally,
So i obliged her like time, perpetually.

And as for the rest of your B.S., lemme help you please,
I never stopped writing, in fact i became the best you'll see,
Or ever meet in person cuz' that chance left with me,
Don't doubt my art for a broken heart, instead i stress you concede,
That i can write better than you can bend with knees,
And though the scars you left didn't mend or heal,
I still became the man, that i was meant to be,
A solid, righteous man with good health and seed.

Since you asked for it, ma'am, i've given you hell to see,
But it didn't take effort, for me, this is a mental breeze,
I could've bitten you worse had i cursed dentally,
But no need to dig my inventory,
I'll just let you be, if you just let me be.

I hope she gets the message then, hope it's well-settled in,
Don't care if someones' getting hit, in the heart,
Like cheese fetishes, but does she get it, yet?
Won't sweat it, but, i ain't letting up,
I bet my folks get it, but i ain't betting her.

Cuz' even though some lines are inedible, 
Flawed like the science of an oedipal,
It flows like the Rhine to the Netherlands, and,
The rhymes are impeccable and on point like a decimal,
So smile, like the times with ya' better friends ..

Cuz your minds' hyped up, you can't decipher such clever things.