I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, alone I wrote my You'll turn the when I'm gone I hope you'll along is your song I just want you to know that I scared it takes to raise you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1995, Hailie This is your
You'll be out of mommy's stomach soon I do something quick if I'ma be able to support you I can barely me, but as long as you're healthy That's all that matters for the time But obviously, you will be, just thinking ahead I'ma 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, excuse me a little nervous, but at the same time excited If I use this same while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em With the passion and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm using in this letter maybe can feel me as I'm Trying to build castles out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, girl Welcome to mom and dad's world Love,
Maple flavored kisses, pancakes, and syrup
I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll sing This is your I just want you to know I ain't scared Whatever it takes to you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1996, Hailie
You got your personality, same eyes as I got Her smile, but your ears are the same size as mine are Sorry for that, a little minor But you'll grow '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 close to this dream, yet so I just keep I'm gonna turn into I the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through You your first steps today, you'll probably walk soon My CD flopped, too many soft tunes They're talking bad about dad, it's me off too Makes me feel like I don't or something, ooh
I think I might have just onto something new Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping you Open envelope when you're older and it holds true
I built this castle, now we are trapped on the I'm sorry, alone I wrote my You'll turn the when I'm gone I hope sing 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 24th, 2007, dear
Now if you found letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I to this fame I've said your name but always tried to hide face This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but I never it'd be like this If I did I wouldn't done it You asked for none of this shit Now being punished? that should've been private with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, they can take this back, I don't want it I'll put out this last album then I'm done it One-hundred percent Fed up it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a person, though they portray me as cold And, if should worsen, take this I wrote as a goodbye note your dad's at the end of his rope I'm down a slippery slope sweetie, I better go, I'm getting sleepy dad Shit, I don't