Im halfway around the world with dozens of bags, feeling like all 4 members of Color Me Badd.
Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me in fear that I wont remember?
This aint the life that Im used to, reintroduced to people Ive been introduced to.
Im on some Marvin Gay shit, a bunch of distant lovers.
Girls countin on me to be there like missin rubbers.
Im urgin all daughters to kiss their mothers with those lips that all that lipstick covers. You never too grown up to miss and hug her.
I took some sense and made a nickel of it.
I hate callin women bitches but the bitches love it.
I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned.
World series attitude, champagne bottle life, nothing ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night.
Famous like a drug that Ive taken too much of but I never ever trip, just peace, happiness and love.
Like a sprained ankle boy I aint nothin to play wit.
Last name Ever, first name Greatest
It may not mean nothin to yall, but understand nothin was done for me. So I dont plan on stoppin at all. I want this shit forever.
Wouldve came back for you, I just needed time to do what I had to do. Caught in the life, I cant let it go. Whether thats right, I wont ever know. But here goes nothin.