intro: A friend's voicemail to Dave]

Dave, whattup man?

It's me

Umm.. just callin to see, if possible, if you have any

time today or within the next couple of days

If, if, you're in the studio.. or if you're at home.. or car, whatever

That song.. that.. it's called trying or something, Mase

was tellin me that I needed to hear?

He said it was amazing

Whoo.. the way he was talkin.. man I wanna hear it!



[Dave]

Am I just another lost in the pack?

We for shack ship, you know laugh it off

Years just blow by

My eyes stay fixed but the picture's kinda outta focus

I cry a lot but admit to it

Enjoyin life now but I've been through it

Sometimes I wish that I can go back

No bills no kids just getting tore back

I want a wife, I love women

How could I front like I don't be in love wit em?

A li'l man that I can teach

A li'l sand but not the beach

I figure excess'll only bring an excessive amount of fussin

So when I'm gone, make sure the head stone reads, 'He did it for us'

I'm like your modern day Jesus

I cherish warm thoughts like a gray goose

And float soft kisses to my baby

(yo ain't that Dave's little girl?)

Yeah, respect her for that

She gon be somebody

Instead of somebody-baby-mama

You see young minds are now made of armor

I'm tryin to pop a hole in your Yankee cap

Absorb me

The skies over your head aint safe no more

And Hip Hop aint your own

And if it is then you fuckin up the crib son

You make life look like I don't wanna live one

You might as well hold your breath until you die in a

corner somewhere bent over in the crevice

This God Theory overcomes the worst of weathers

As long as you willin to try, you on a