What up Em? It's your biggest fan It's not even necessary to introduce who I am by now 'cause we're good friends Remember the letter I wrote before Atlanta on "Up In Smoke"? That's the day I was going to cut your throat I guess my watch is broke, 'cause by the time I woke I seen my watch was twelve hours late and I missed the show But none the less I'm glad that I finally reached you Ever since the accident I've been dying to speak to you To tell you things have changed and I'm a different man A different level of understanding, I'm a different Stan Things are a lot better, I promise I won't harass you with any letters Saying shit like we should be together I meant we should start a group The industry's full of homosexuals Slim, but I don't want to fuck you I've got a new attitude, really, I'm ain't mad at you I just wanted you to recognize that I've got talent too When I say talented, I don't mean battle, kid I mean story telling kind of like how your album is I've been attending counselling and taking medicine They did some tests on me at N.I.H. in Maryland They showed me techniques to help me deal with pressure Whenever I remember that crazy night when I was being reckless Driving with a death-wish on the bridge I crashed into a Lexus right before I finished that last sentence I was listening to Xzibit's album "Restless" The next thing I knew I was underwater and breathless I was unconscious for a second literally dying to go to Heaven Until some fellas came and pulled me from the wreckage They started CPR then they called the paramedics In retrospect I probably should have used a gun to end it By the time the car had sunk my pregnant girlfriend was still in the trunk And I was still feeling kind of drunk The ambulance came and they put me on the stretcher Hooked me up to the IV and checked my blood pressure One of them was so concerned that they wouldn't leave He hoped in the back of the ambulance and rolled up some weed My vision was blurry I couldn't really see I just remember his voice talking to me In the emergency room, I needed surgery to get some glass removed And fifty stitches for my wounds After a couple of months of therapy I figured I was as ready as I'd ever be, I wanted to be an MC He took me to shows with him, he let me flow with him He let me write some rhymes and go on tour with him I really believed in him, I decided to team with him And now I'm overseas with him, getting G's with him And I'm emceeing with him, I'm having the best time of my life And I'm writing the best rhymes of my life He introduces me to people as his lyrical equal Let me write a rhyme on his album and even produce a beat too He ain't see through, I can't see him fronting He's not the type to call you just because he needs something That's what I like about him, I wouldn't want to rock a mic' without him He's got cajones and he's not a coward Matter of fact, I think he met you It was the day you came to his video shoot with DJ, Jimmy's nephew Clef stepped to him and told him he should step to you That you was ghost-writing for 'L' but that wasn't true You was looking at him the same way I'm looking at you Why can't we be friends 'Em, I don't want nothing from you You see, there's a little bit of Stan in all of us Tell me where you think all of these record sales spawned from Talking about Britney and Christina Aguilera NSYNC too, have you ever looked in the mirror Your hair ain't really blonde and your eyes ain't blue So never diss me 'cause when you diss me you're dissing you You see? You see what happens when you don't care?