[Intro]: Just an ordinary, simple kind of man That's thankful for your love And I'll give you all I can Oh baby And I'll give you all I can Oh baby And I'll give you all I can Oh baby And I'll stay [Verse One]: And it Feels So Good, damn it I miss Ma$e Always thought Natalie Portman would have my mixed race Kid now she preggo I'll never know how those lips taste Probably better than a barbeque rib cage Been risqué as Rick James since the sixth grade Learned to k** curatorial art of the mixtape From dubbin' on ca**ettes I'd construct for a crush Just before Christmas break, make a black boy blush The players made sure the fat boys hush Before the locker room talk turned to tabloid stuff Had to dust off the pencil and throw a note in an overcoat Best prose I ever wrote, man I had to Come up with some clever jokes and be that dude And make her laugh on the phone late past two I didn't quite get her but I'm better for trying to sweat her I got the sk** with the pen from trying to impress her with those letters [Hook]: And I'll give you all I can Oh baby (I ain't sayin' I'm the man, understand I just...) Give you all I can Oh baby (Yeah, with God and my fans, understand I...) Give you all I can Oh baby [It's life and we can't get enough of it] [Verse Two]: And Shad's through grad school, pa**ed cooler than the breeze But check the thermostat, it ain't cool to have degrees That's why I burn the track till it's an urn of ash Then sell the urn so it speaks how I earn my cash On stage trying to perform less and play more When I record, trying to speak less and say more Said it before but that's still all I pray for To be at peace, though I'm out here to wage war Put the metaphor and ball the slang and what you called a game I ain't Hall Of Fame But I'm ? this is all my lane You're little ? raps are to small to hang Listen name Nate Robinson, my hooks ain't Nate Dogg They just little pauses so y'all can change your drawers again It's me baby Only down by three baby One more make and we goin' to OT baby [Hook]