[Verse 1]

I'm on a promo run in '97
Jewelz tour
My man Big E and Ogee
And Corleone
I recall it so vivid like it was yesterday
Another story etched on my résumé
Out in Germany
The first week I was sick with the flu
Yet I made it through
Sipping Remy Ma, scarf round my throat
Putting Vix vapor rub up my nose
Popping aspirins tryna get rest between shows
All this travelling, this cold really taking it's toll
Wishing I was back home
Getting my relax on
But it's the life of an artist you know
I wouldn't trade this for nothing in this world
Writing songs took me all around the world
Before the internet and blogs were the in thing
And search engines could pinpoint what was trending
Was no other way to show face
Except on TV, or videos on BET
Everything back then was hands on
Now I'm on the laptop renewing my passport
Me and L at the radio stations
On the same tour we met Phat Phillie from Croatia
For a last minute booking out in Zagreb to do a show
That was my last run with Corleone
All of a sudden everything changed
In the blink of an eye who's to blame?
For a long time shit was never the same
Me and the crew felt the strain
Dark clouds, preventing us from shining
Soon after's when I came up with the bright idea
To call myself Starchild
To boost my ego in a way, so what now?
[Interlude]

"Let me call this n***a man"
*Phone ringing*
"Hello, we are not available right now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep and we'll return your call"

[Transition into Part 2]

"Yo L, when you get this message call me back. I'm not in the lab no more I'm breaking out, I'm going home man. So hit me when you get this message alright? Peace"

[Verse]

I blocked out time, up in D&D
I had an idea for a collab with L
I'm a couple hours in peace to Dave and Doug
Thanks to Preem' my rates are low
And L's a no show
I page you, but his cell rang out
Now I'm getting pissed
'Cos I keep getting his voicemail
So now I break out, on my way back
Through the Midtown Tunnel back to Crown Heights
Bumping my system with the CNN's War Report
Make it home, found a spot
Parked my car, go inside
See my shorty with tears in her eyes
Ask her what's wrong
She told me Show just called
And said "L's gone"