This aint the life that I'm used to, reintroduced to people I've been introduced to.
Girl they love me like I'm Prince, like the new kid with the crown. Bunch of underground kings, thought you knew how we get down.
I drove nice cars, I got a nice house. But now I'm steady missing you like a strikeout
I took some sense and made a nickel of it.
Films portraying successful black people getting married are great, but films that only show one aspect of our culture, bother me.
Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me in fear that I won't remember?