I Can't Understand

I can't understand...

(I'm going crazy, you're going crazy) in the background

For give me father for I have sinned

I've just destroyed another phony ass rapper again

She wasn't causing it

She must have been stupid as a fiend

he should have told her child you don't step to the queen

perplexed and I'm vexed cause everywhere i go

people be flexin and expecting me to wanna flow

I don't play that the only way that i will be playin

as if I pay back you wanna play back so what you sayin

You don't wanna be a sister in the name of rap

yet you wanna talk shit and your style is whack

I would have squashed it before and made the whole issue dead

now I'm fed so it's off with you head

Now the moral of the verse is that your career is thru

and don't be fuckin with nobody who aint fuckin with you

If I were in your shoes, i let there be a start walkin'

next time there will be no talkin'

I cant understand...

(I'm going crazy, You're going crazy) in the background

A brother pushed up on me at the movies one weekend

He was on a quest and I wasn't? even seekin

I know though I'm black and he was a Puerto Rican

It made no good to me cause so we continued to speakin

We hit it right off and everything was on a roll

before i knew it I fell in love with his soul

"Aye poppy aye" was the cry as he made love to me

I was freaked by the way he just to do me

And then one day when I was washing our clothes

a number fell out of his pocket and her name was Rose

A girl's number, hmm, that struck me kinda funny

I lost my grip, I had to call up the honey

There was a chick on the side, oh no it couldn't be

There was a chick on the side, he's down with the OPP

I gave you the whole shebang just to find out

there's another woman hitting my thang

I can't understand...

(I'm going crazy, you're going crazy) in the background

Why the negative vibes and why people take bribes I don't understand it yo,

I don't know

Why the bad people and why the good people die somebody gotta tell me why,

I don't know

Why the people smoke crack and why the whites fight blacks what's the scenario,

I don't know

Why the hearts get broke and why the chumps get choke they know I ain't no joke,

I don't know

Now with the drums, to the bass, to the piano and to the horn

it's a crazy ass life and that's my word is born

I'm trying to be as logical as I possibly can

before the life of me

you know I just can't understand

what's going on sometimes

some situations like this come out in my rhymes

but Queen Latifah ain't gone just yet

cause when it's come to mastering confusion I'm a vet

I can't understand...

(I'm going crazy, you're going crazy) in the background