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