“I read your journal. The letter to me. That shit you talked about? That’s how I feel. If I could have anything in the world, it would be you. You gotta understand, letting people in means they can hurt you. Look how Melanie did me. Look how I lost Kiana. That shit is a risk. I hurt people; I don’t let them hurt me. And you… Dream, you could hurt me. Because I… umm… I love you. I’m not good at that shit, yet. But as long as I got you and my little one, I’m fine. That shit ain’t easy for a nigga to admit, so don’t be out here doing me wrong. I don’t wanna do you dirty, shorty.”
