I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter You'll turn the page I'm gone I hope you'll along This is song I just want you to know that I ain't Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1995, Hailie This is your
You'll be coming out of mommy's stomach I better do quick if I'ma be able to support you I can barely support me, but as long as healthy That's all that for the time being But obviously, assuming you be, just thinking ahead make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it with this I'm getting sick of chasing illusion Sorry for writing The pen in my hand's shaking, please me a little nervous, but at the same time excited If I use this same energy while I'm saying and write 'em With the same passion and the same enthusiasm As I'm using in letter maybe they can feel me as I'm to build these castles out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby Welcome to mom and crazy world Love,
Maple flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and
I built this castle, now we are trapped on the I'm sorry, we're I wrote my turn the page when I'm gone I hope sing along is your song I just you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it to raise you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1996, Hailie
You got your personality, same eyes as I got Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same as mine are Sorry for that, a little mishap But grow into 'em baby I'm on the now I'm doing little shows, mics, all-nighters and studios While I'm tryna the lights on Why does it seem like I'm so to this dream, yet so far? I just keep I'm gonna turn into I haven't the slightest clue what I'm do if it falls through You took your steps today, you'll probably walk soon My Infinite CD flopped, too soft tunes They're talking bad about dad, it's me off too Makes me feel I don't belong or something, ooh
I think I might have stumbled onto something new Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping you Open this envelope when you're and it holds true
I this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I my chapter You'll turn the page I'm gone I hope you'll along This is your
I just want you to know that I ain't Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, dear
Now if you these letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I to this fame I've your name but always tried to hide your face This game is crazy, I to claim my love for you but damn I never knew be like this If I did I have done it You ain't asked for none of shit Now you're being Things that should've been private with me and mother is public I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I want it I'll put out this last album I'm done with it One-hundred finished Fed up with it, I'm it up, fuck it the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a good person, they portray me as cold And, if things worsen, take this I wrote as a goodbye note your dad's at the end of his rope I'm sliding a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I go, I'm getting sleepy dad Shit, I know