Norey Bailey Poet I do not know?

I Get It

You want me to fear you because you're taller than me? 
Well check this out, the bigger they are, the harder they fall 
You think you offend me with those looks of grit you throw my way, 
And expect me to respond? 
Listen to me, hear me out, you only starin' so hard because I have what you want 
Should I care if you talkin' trife behind my back bout she's this and that? 
Well I know who I am, and I don't have time to foolishly chitchat. 
Meet me with a murderous intent 
Vulgar messages referring to me as unrighteous 
Perceptions of who your eyes see me to be 
YOU DON'T KNOW ME! 
But I get it, because you too good to know I 'm better than you, 
I should step down? 
I get it; I should stoop down to your level of insecurity and battle through a crowd 
Yes, like so many others who have fallen into this pit of innermost struggles with 
you 
I get it, but when will you get it? 
Maybe ya crew was there cheering you on, but did they jump in? 
Maybe ya man told you he loved you, for a little while, but he left you didn't he? 
ya mom think you out of control and then turned you to the streets 
But get this, where is ya crew now that I have mentally murdered you? 
ya man was beside me when I wrote this and told me to put it in here too 
Ya mom gon' clap cause she know I’m telling' the truth 
But I get it 
One day you will too.

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