1] She was on her way to a college graduate Wouldn't even stop to to the average kid The type of latina I'd sit and contemplate with Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her was never for hire Disciplined, intellectual what I desire Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer told me, kickin' it to her was hopeless At first I just thought, she didn't with broke kids The thug niggaz always talking about, how smoke kids But the kids got no play "I'm not even interested" is her body language would say Everyone around the way, gave up to get in it It didn't matter how your game was, she wasn't with it All the block bitches was jealous, but wouldn't it Talk shit, and deny to everyone that did it they regreted the long list of niggaz that they let hit it And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald's and Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever lit it She spoke intelligently and bit it, always trying to copy But they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sloppy She had a style, all her own, and pure I was sick in the head for her, and there a cure
[Hook - Grae] Don't you that, time waits for no man And our fate, it's all I'm just to know you To have and have lost, just to hold you all night find, a reason why God came, you and I If I had the chance again, I'd let you go Hold tight to your love, you never know
2] Her eyes are and beautiful, yet empty and sad I used to talk to her occasionally, and she was That I wasn't just nigga trying to get in it So every now and then stop and talk for a minute I didn't have a so the minutes turned to hours On her birthday, I gave her a poem with Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin's shower We talked about, power to the and such We spent more time but it was never enough I tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feel I was too interested, in keeping it Perfectly honest and complete, she would always me "carino," And never Technique, bought me a new book to read every 2 or 3 changing the expression of my thoughts when I speak It was of her, I even deaded all of my freaks She convinced me, to stop out on the streets To stop robbin' and stealin', from like you Instead I took her out to the and the Bronx Zoo, Museo del barrio and the too Got to the point where I was either with her or my So I one day, to tell her my feelings was true I couldn't live without her so I told her, facing my But only response, was a face full of tears She could only sob hysterically, me tight I tried to speak, but she wouldn't stop until I sight I felt like a moth who got himself too to the light Except I didn't burn, I turned after that night
3] I went on with my life, college and my Ended up locked up an animal for a year the C.O.'s talk to you like they were the overseer Then I got sent to the hole, my exit was near At night in my cell, I'd my eyes and I'd see her Hold her in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared Just an cell until the state gave me parole In the summer, back, in tact and on track But the fact of the matter, is I still felt Even after my mother, hugged me, cryin' at My real niggaz would catch me thinkin', out of my Fuckin' of different women, but I still felt alone Relatively around the New York underground But I thinking of her and how we used to be down The sound of her voice, and the beautiful of her hair gone physically, somehow it was still there I had to do something, because the shit was too to bear So I went and visited the building where she used to The world a lot different after you do a bid Your way of life done While primitive minds are still stuck in the same Like her cousin who was on the corner slangin' Stepped in the lobby and tapped the button to her last name Her mom buzzed me up and me up, like a mother oughta But her facial changed, when I asked about her daughter
4] She told me that there was a for me, that was left behind She had it there waiting, for such a long time I was to ask about it but she brought it up first I saw a tear up in her eye, and then she cursed She me where the letter was and I started thinking the worst my position, stepped over and opened the door And sure enough there was an envelope with my on the floor "Nobody you more than me carino" is what the letter said
"By the you get to read this, I'll probably be dead But when you left in '97 a part of me went to I thank God at least I got to know what really was But it hurt me, to see what true love really 'Cause even though we never made love, you were all there was It was I loved you so much that I had to make you leave You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to And then I slipped up, and I let you get to me It was hard to not be openly when people to me This was not the way I thought my life was to be Baby don't you see, I had a transfusion that left me with HIV Hope didn't exist for me since late in I died a virgin, I wish I could've given to you I cried in the hospital because there was no one but you Promise that you'll meet me in inevitably No matter what, I'll keep your love with me"
What happened for the rest of the day is still a But I remember that I was dead, instead of her She was buried on 3rd The story without a sequel And now you know why Technique, don't fucking in love with people Hold the person that you love if they're next to you The one you love, not the that simply has sex with you Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then 'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's