This is so great. Especially the video, created by Dan the Man. Song produced by RZA & Kanye.

trying to sneak upstairs to your apartment, aren't you a sight for red eyes 
I just flew in and slipped in on your left side 
just a satin gown you asleep with no make up 
I'm just trying to be inside you 'for you wake up 

we had problems but that's all in the past 
everybody got problems, baby, I done passed 
remember I used to do things that'd make you laugh? 
like ordering a girl drink in a masculine glass 
you like Pina Colada's, getting caught in the rain? 
or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain? 
or that Dolce & Gabbana with a few gold chains? 
and you're the type of girl that probably deserves a new last name 
but they never let us do our thing 
everybody lying on who I bang 
we was on fire but they blew our flame 
ain't no denying, baby, you have changed 
'cause now your high heels clicking, your lip gloss glistening 
your hips start switching, you're pissed off, tripping 
'cause even when we're kissing, babygirl, it feels different 
friends all diss him like, "no he didn't" 
no he didn't, is you talking about "Kitten"? 
is that bitch still stripping, trying to get a pair of Cristian's? 
I swear to God that they got you going crazy 
but you play it off and say, "how's work, baby?" 
well, some of the models too coked-up to walk straight 
but seem to still love the man that they all hate 
but babe I'll call you back, you say, "you say that always" 
and you kept me on the phone and demanded they all wait 
see, she knew about all my lies the whole time 
and my credit so bad I can't get no one to cosign 
I would've thought she would've busted a dope crime 
but she up and left a nigga and she ain't give me no sign 
now, she back in the club in a tight dress 
with dreams of someday wearing a white dress 
seen with some lame it's a miracle that 
she'd talk to a nigga with a 10-year old swag 
plus, I don't like none of her girl friends 
quote, unquote because her girl friend's got girlfriends 
on the phone, holla'ing at niggas it's whatever 
let's fly to Euro, make this the best Summer ever 
now she's headed to Rome, Rome is the home 
Rome is where she act like she ain't have no fucking phone 
I accept that I was wrong, except a nigga grown 
so I can't bitch and moan, in the session getting stoned 
so a nigga had to hop on a plane, a bus and a train 
to try and come to talk and explain 
rented the whole bottom floor for a candle light dinner 
turned the lights out and put my candle right in her 
and told her, even though I met you in a club in a tight dress 
at first sight I could picture you in a white dress 
30ft train, diamond from Lorraine 
 just to make up for all the years and the pain 
family on both sides, "I'm so glad you came" 
"Aunty couldn't make it", "oh no, that's a shame" 
wedding in June, what could be better? 
let's fly to Euro, make this the better Summer ever 
take the very last car of the Eurostar 
tell the conductor just drive so far 
told some of your friends and they wasn't excited 
well we'll go tour the countryside and they won't be invited 
we will not disturbed by the fussing and fighting 
tell Peaches light the herb 'cause we just reunited 
lets make a move from these herbs, go somewhere private 
I'm talking just me and you, and a plane and a pilot

- Kanye