Cram To Understand

I used to be in love with this girl named Pam
I don't know why, cuz she used to fuck around with my man
But you couldn't tell me nothing, Pam was number one
To Meth, oh my God, she was one in a million
I should of known the consequences right from the start
That she used me for my money and then break my heart
But like a fool in love, I fell for this dame
Had the kid wide open, so I fell for the game
Walked by, winked her eye, then she kept walking
All of those who get hot, know just what I'm talking
The 1-6-0, where we all used to go
And smoke dust, son, back in 1991
Yeah, you know the place, Park Hill Avenue
Where I saw my old boo, and she tried to act new, but
I knew the deal, cuz I knew her brother Phil
Even wrote a love letter, told her mother how I feel
Pam had just broke up with her boyfriend Shaquille
Her brother introduced us, I'm feeling her, for real
We kicked back, sat and we chit and we chat
About, this and that, from sneakers to hats
I said, look, I'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Let's go, waffle house on the way to my house
And we get there, I'm airing it out, without a doubt
She like, slow down, I know you wanna beat it down
But, I'm not one of them girls that go sleeping around
Just like a test, just-just like a test
Just like a test, I cram to understand you
A month later, when I came in her house
I walked inside...