I was speakin' to my guy 'Riq and
How she was desperately seekin' to organize in a confusion
Using no protection, told her on Resurrection
Caught in the Hype Williams, and lost her direction
Gettin' ate in sections where I wouldn't eat her
An under-the-counter love, so silently I treat her
Her daddy'd beat her, eyes all puff
In the mix on tape, niggas had her in the buff
When we touch, it was more than just a fuck, the police
In her, I found peace (Like who?), like Malcolm in the East
Seen her on the streets of New York trickin' off
Tried to make a hit with her, but my dick went soft
Movin' weight, losin' weight
Not picky with who she choose to date
Too confused to hate, with her struggle, I relate
Close to thirty, most of the niggas she know is dirty
Havin' more babies than Lauryn, she started showin' early
As of late, I realized that this is her fate or destiny
To bring the best of me, it's like God is testin' me
In retrospect, I see she brought life and death to me
Peace to us collectively, live and direct
When we perform, it's just coffee shop chicks and white dudes (What?)
Over her, I got into it with that nigga Ice Cube
Now the fight moved to in life, makin' the right moves (Yeah)
Besides God and family, you my life's jewel (Like that, y'all)