I was backstage, couldn't believe my luck was in
I saw him approach wearing the most approachable grin
When he said, "Hello", I was surprised he spoke so politely
I said, "I liked his show", well, he just smiled
I guess it happens nightly and so I fell in love
We went to his room, he had a video camera
I was so nervous, I had to try hard not to stammer
He said, "I'm glad you liked the show, that crowd was dope out there tonight, alright You wanna see some more? Well be my guest
You can have a private performance", I'd fallen in love
I didn't ask, why? Though he seemed like such a regular guy
He said, we could be secret lovers, just him and me
Then he joked, "Hey man, your name isn't Stan, is it?
We should be together!" and he was passionate,
I guess I would rate him, a nine out of ten by then, I'd fallen in love
When I asked,
Why have I heard so much
About him being charged
With homophobia and stuff?
He just shrugged
Next morning we woke, he couldn't have been a nicer bloke
Over breakfast, made jokes about Dre and his homies and folks
Neither of us asked if or when we would see each other again
But I thought that was cool 'cause I was already late for school
By then I'd fallen in love