(Intro)
I just need y'all to try to bear wit me fo' a minute
While I talk about the pages of my diary, listen up

(Verse: Dr. Dre)
I remember when I got started my intention was to win
But a lot of shit changed since then
Sum' mo' friends became enemies in the quest of victory
But I made a vow, neva let this shit get to me
I let it pass, so I consider that part of my history
And I'm strong, financially, physically
Mentally I'm on a whole anotha level
And don't fo'get that I came from the ghetto
Sold a new house fo' my moms, that's special
I let ya goin' shoppin' till yo feet get tired
Then a new Benz just fo' ya to ride in
When I didn't have it, ya provided
Don't be surprised that I built an enterprise
And my house got a view of the city like a highrise
I'm just talkin' to my diary
I'm just talkin' to my diary

(Hook)
When I open up my book, I think about the world later
No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talkin' to my diary
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talkin' to my diary
Sumetimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind
I'm just starin' at the sky, ya probably thinking I'm high
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talkin' to my diary
I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talkin' to my diary

(Bridge)
Now puff-puff-pass got a nigga having flashbacks
I remember how it used to be
Now my money like NASDAQ, my checks ya can cash that
I remember how it used to be

(Verse 2: Dr. Dre)
I used to be a starvin' artist, so I would neva starve an artist
This is my passion, it's where my heart is
It gets the hardest when I think about the dearly departed
Like the nigga I started wit
I know Eazy can see me now, lookin' down thru' the clouds
And regardless, I know my nigga still proud
It's been a while since we spoke but ya still my folks
We used to sit back, laugh and joke
Now I remember when we used to do all-nighters
Ya in the booth and Cube in the corner writin'
Where Ren at? Shout out to my nigga Yella
Damn, I miss that, shit, a nigga havin' flashbacks

(Hook)