(Xzibit talking)
Come here Tre, what`s up son, come on
To whom it may concern, yeah, listen
Sorry I`m away so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters, penitentary ni**as, yeah, feel me
Uh, sorry I`m away so much, yeah

(Xzibit)
My son was born about four and a half years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast they grow
I came to know about his likes and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to ride his first bike
This is the life my little ni**a, I see you gettin all upset
When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about
Tryna make it in this world and provide for you
`Cause on them overseat plane rides I miss you too
Never knew that I would have to be away so much
Five thousand dollar phone bills keepin in touch
We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life, yeah
I rock mics, so I`m sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
Long nights in the studio take me away
Gettin mad `cause I`m tired and you want me to play
Money can`t replace time, I`m just tryna get you outta the fine relyin
And expand your mind my lil` ni`, yeah
Yeah, c`mon

(Chorus-X)
Look, sorry I`m away so much
Understand me, yeah
It`s for you, hah, yeah (you, and you, and you)
C`mon, look, sorry I`m away so much
Huh, we keep it gangsta
Look

(Xzibit)
I got a brother locked down, he be out in a couple
Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin live from behind the wall
Stayin tight through long kites and telephone calls
Gettin hype when you see your brother on T.V.
Can`t wait for your release so you can roll with me
Arrange everything exactly how it`s supposed to be
For right now here`s a thousand, J, stay lo-key
You say damn Xzibit, whyn`t you pay a ni**a a visit
Time limits got me movin a million miles a minute
Knee deep, gotta strike while the iron is hot
Still gotta eat and keep the lights on when it`s not
Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in knots
I wish I was there to snatch you up instead of the cops
Muthaf**k it, do the time and get it out of the way
You goin from convict to corporate ni**a in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

(Quik)
Now I ain`t never been this hot before
So in essence it`s obvious, I ain`t never been this out before
I`m spending 25-8 days, 366 times a year
Up in the studio freakin and mixin rhymes in here
Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, women and sheer
Callin playa ni**as there
Not the kinda place I really wanna bring my son
Get on lil` Dane, gon` in there and have you some fun
Used to be that ??? be up there sewin ya clothes
While I`m with you on the Playstation showin you codes
Hit the X button stupid, forward, left, right, X
Now I`m tryna get your college fund, bustin with X

(Suga Free)
Come here, give that here dada,
no no don`t do that mama `cause dada be back
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy ???, you can see that
You tryna figure out
why dada talkin to you through this glass on the phone
Ooh, I socked a bitch and then she snitched, but I`ll be home
Can`t keep me away, just can`t stay away

(Chorus-Suga Free)
(Suga Free talkin to fade)