[Intro]

[Verse 1: Van Gar V]
So many nights, so long ago I met a bitch I thought was a hoe but
Low and be hold, she hold my soul key
She knew it from the start but kept it low key
I liked bitches who liked to fuck 'til I fucked this one bitch and got stuck
I brought magic to the life of your everyday thot
'Till the thought popped to my head 'this thot a lady
Never thought that a thot would drive me crazy, but go figure
That's the way she goes, right for the heart like blow in my nose

[Chorus: Bizkit]
Come on home girl he said, with a smile
You don't have to love me and let's get high a while
But try to understand
Try to understand
Try, try, try to understand
He's a magic man

[Verse 2: Van Gar V]
Winter nights, we stayed up late gettin' baked to the sound hearts make
Magic man, you can call me that and I call her bitch when I'm hittin' that
Call her Bizkit 'cuz she taste so good
The bitch mean 'biz and her kit do too
When I say drumkit you think percussion
When I asked her, she said "it's nothin'"
Concussion, cuts, maybe even a coma
Tose, overdose what you hear from the coroner
[Chorus: Bizkit]
Come on home girl, mama cried on the phone
Too soon to loose my baby and my girl should be at home
But try to understand
Try to understand
Try, try, try to understand
He's a magic man