[phone being dialed] [click] "Hello?"

"This is Nynex.  You have a collect call

from a New York State correctional facility.

Caller, please say your name." (Yeah, collect call from Teflon)

"If you accept these charges, please say yes at the tone."

[beep] "Yeah."

"Your call is connected."



[Verse One]

What's the deal boo? (Ain't nuttin; heard you called

to speak to me last week, but I was asleep) Nah you frontin

(How you know?) What? (Everytime you call

you act like somethin jumpin off over here) Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

Yo, first over, lower your tone

Hon don't forget who you talkin to cause we over the phone

Now, how's my son doin? (Alive and, successfully

as expected to be, no thanks to his father jive-ass)

Aight, anyway, I just called to notify you

that I'll be home now just about any day

Reminiscin, back through my bid I realized

that you wasn't bein very consistant (*chk*) nah nah just listen

I got to get this in the open; straight up and down love

you KNEW the motherfuckin rules, and still broke 'em

I never asked you for much; just a scribe every here and there

A simple pen game vibe to keep in touch

I blew digits on exquisite shit for my girl

when I was out in the world, now I can't even get a visit

That's kinda fucked up, you snuck fucked

Did a lot of shit from while I was skimpin, but now you fucked up

I shoulda been cut you loose; but sometimes when in love

brothers plug they ears from the truth

Yeah, my homies spotted you downtown, stylin with some clown cat

that we was robbin on the Island

Aiyyo, you ain't nuttin but a wannabe; how could you love me

for life and take flights from this, I catch a 1 to 3

And then on top of that you lie; thought I could confide in you

not knowin the feelings inside of you died, a long time ago

We, used to slow grind

Blowin your mind and you whine how you'd never let go

But now, I'm out of all your plans, all your time

Bein that I'm out of your sight, I must be out of your mind

Fine time to show your true colors to a brother

When on lock, I guess you find out who really love ya

I'm sayin hon, me and you is done

Just don't have none of them crab niggaz playin dad with my son

Tell him that I love him and I miss him

Just didn't want him havin to witness his pops locked in the system

Give me a hot second, I'm checkin my watch

Step inside a tear, cause the last nigga that violated here they kept him

I guess all things happen for a reason

When I needed you most, you played high post and kept breezin

Only for me to be in front of your eyes in no time at all

Surprise, how fast the time flies

You can't play both sides from in-between

Honey knock it off, wake up out your dreams

What I mean is that's the type of shit, fools do

I guess things happen the way that they do, because of bitches like you



(Bitches?  What?) [phone slammed down]

(Hello?  Tef?  Tch, man fuck him) [dial tone]