Chours. i dont know who you are. but you seem very nice. so will you talk to me. shall i tell u a story. shall i tell you a truth. they think i'm crazy. they don't know our life is near. Verse 1. See it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her. The name of my record company she said "You a sanga". My name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer. Oh you that guy they talkin about when they be whisperin aint ya. Bring ya name up when they talkin and say money will change ya. I heard a lot about how you can't deal witchya anger. Heard the rumors bout how you always in trouble or danger. Not gonna judge you if it's true so there's no need to explain. Cause ya do have a right to be ya seem like ya nice ta me. I'm bout to order me another drink here would you like a seat?(Yea). I tell the bartender send Hennesey on ice for me. Her drink starts emptyin while she spillin out her life to me. Tellin me about her goasl and how successful she would like to be. Invitin me into a session of her life and she. Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me. She pulls out a picture phone "I got pics would you like to see?". I'm thinkin she gotta be friendly as hell. Givin her soul to me it's like an identity sale. We never met is the story that my memory tells. Tellin me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well. Gettin into it gettin intimate and into detail. See I just met ya and ya showin me ya kids. Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids. Then who is in this picture?. Man lemme show you just who it is. Chours. i dont know who you are. but you seem very nice. so will you talk to me. shall i tell u a story. shall i tell you a truth. they think i'm crazy. they don't know our life is near. Verse 2. Um I don't remember her name but she looked like a angel. Knew she wasn't from here I knew that she didn't hanga. Round the same part of the hood but hey the story gets stranga. Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain ya. See said she wasn't married but the ring on her finger. Told me that she was lyin and just usin the same ah. Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her. Spittin the game I spit to em when I'm tryin to bang a. I walked into this guy and he told me he used to know you. He told me about the loyalty and the love he used to show you. He said what he said with a passion like it was so true. And took advantage of the fact that the listeners really didn't know you. His picture's in my pocket book almost got it I'll show you. Sheee digs in her purse and while she fumbles around. To find that photo I'm like oh no there's some trouble in town. We turn around and see two officers comin in now. They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down. So close I could see they barrels of they guns to the ground. So close that they could listen to either one of us now (shhhh). We turn back around and then she says "No need for whisperin". Then she tells me "I don't really give a damn who's listenin". Tried to make it last a long time was my mission. And he kept on trippin and then I got pissed at him. Hit him with my fist and them punches were never missin him. Chours. i dont know who you are. but you seem very nice. so will you talk to me. shall i tell u a story. shall i tell you a truth. they think i'm crazy. they don't know our life is near. Verse 3. Okay let's get this straight. Your man cheated on you and now. You're talkin to a perfect stranger like it's makin ya proud. And the rest of this conversation she's just tellin me how. Wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile. She said pictures can be decieving like she knew he was foul. Look closely and you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power. Gleamin smoke screen couldn't stand it another hour. So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower. What're you sayin? What do you mean?. I couldn't tell you that I'm missin him. I don't understand what you're sayin. How'd you get rid of him?. She dissin him as I ask her what it is she did to him. She stops and I say "Eh keep talkin I'm listenin". I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturin. Henny spillin and she tell me for real. That the feelin that I was feelin. Was that I wanted to kill him. Somethin is wrong here. And I know just who's the villian. Her voice was gettin louder the moral is gettin clearer. The officers lookin at us and I can tell they can hear her. Told me it was protection reached for it in the stash. The plastic is what she grabbed and she put right on his ass. Busted before the blast she thought she was free at last. "Baby I think you crazy. I'm sorry I'm pressin. for time. I gotta go grind. times been interestin". Now I sweatin I'm stressin this girl got me guessin. That this conversation is some type of evil confession. She pulls a clearer picture it's my damn best ex-friend. "How you know him?". She told me that she was wit em at his house watchin movies. Sundays is when they be chillin. And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him. The feelin was the worse feelin she possibly could be feelin. Stood up and then I yelled out "Why the hell did you kill him?". I didn't kill him I have AIDS. She had sex with em. And that's crazy