[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 niggas, 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 nigga, 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 nigga 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
  Muthafuck it, do the time and get it out of the way
  You goin from convict to corporate nigga 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 niggas 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]