[Verse 1]

She Was On Her Way To Becoming A College Graduate

Wouldn't Even Stop To Talk To The Average Kid

The Type Of Latina I'd Sit And Contemplate Marriage With

Fuck The Horse And Carriage Shit, Her Love Was Never For Hire

Disciplined, Intellectual Beauty's What I Desire

Flyer Than Salma Hayek Or Jennifer Lopez

Everyone Told Me, Kickin' It To Her Was Hopeless

At First I Just Thought, She Didn't Mess With Broke Kids

The Thug Niggaz Always Talking About, How They Smoke Kids

But The Rich-sniff-coke Kids Got No Play

"I'm Not Even Interested" Is What Her Body Language Would Say

Everyone Around The Way, Gave Up Trying To Get In It

It Didn't Matter How Good Your Game Was, She Wasn't With It

On The Block, Bitches Was Jealous, But Wouldn't Admit It

Talk Shit, And Deny To Everyone That They Did It

'Cause They Regreted The Long List Of Niggaz That They Let Hit It

And No One Ever Gave Them Shit Except McDonald's And Did-dick

Smoking Weed With Thoughts Of Envy, Whenever They Lit It

She Spoke Intelligently And They Bit It, Always Trying To Copy

But When They Tried To Use Her Vocab, They Sounded Sloppy

She Had A Style, All Her Own, Respectful And Pure

I Was Sick In The Head For Her, And There Wasn't A Cure



[Hook - Jean Grae]

Don't You Know That, Time Waits For No Man

Not Fate, It's All Planned

I'm Blessed Just To Know You

To Haveloved And I've Lost Just To Hold You All Night

Can't Find, A Reason Why

God Came, 'tween You And I

If I Had The Chance Again, I'd Never Let You Go

Hold Tight To Your Love, 'cause You Never Know



[Verse 2]

Her Eyes Are Brown And Beautiful, Yet Empty And Sad

I Used To Talk To Her Occasionally, And She Was Glad

That I Wasn't Just Another Nigga Trying To Get In It

So Every Now And Then We'd Stop And Talk For A Minute

I Didn't Have A Gimmick So The Minutes Turned To Hours

On Her Birthday, I Gave Her A Poem With Flowers

Then I Took He