things fall apart... and if you don't know this just open your mind and ... and feel this shit ... she keeps tellin' you...

If you are worried 'bout where
I been or who I saw or
what club I went to with my homies
baby don't worry you know that you got me...

Somebody told me that this planet was small
we use to live in the same building on the same floor
and never met before
until I'm overseas on tour
and peep this ethiopian queen from philly
taking classes abroad
she studying film and photo flash focus record
said she workin on a flick and
could my click do the score
she said she loved my show in parisat Elysée Montmarte
and that I stepped off the stage
and took a piece of her heart
we knew from the start that
things fall apart, and tend to shatter
she like that shit don't matter
when I get home get at her
through letter, phone, whatever
let's link, let's get together
shit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgot
time passed, we back in philly now she up in my spot
tellin me the things I'm tellin her is makin her hot
startin buildin with her constantly round the clock
now she in my world like hip-hop
and keep tellin me