I this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter You'll the page when I'm gone I hope you'll along This is your 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, 1995, dear This is song
You'll be out of mommy's stomach soon I better do something quick if I'ma be able to you I can support me, but as long as you're healthy That's all matters for the time being But obviously, assuming you will be, just thinking make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it this music I'm sick of chasing this illusion Sorry for writing The pen in my hand's shaking, excuse me Dad's a little nervous, but at the same excited If I use this same while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em With the same passion and the same exact As I'm using in this letter maybe 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, 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 wrote my You'll turn the page I'm gone I hope you'll sing is your song I just want you to that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1996, dear
You got your momma's personality, eyes as I got Her smile, but your ears are the same size as mine are Sorry for that, a little mishap But you'll grow into 'em 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 keep steering I'm gonna turn into I the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your first steps today, you'll walk soon My Infinite CD flopped, too soft tunes They're bad about dad, it's ticking 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 it's you Open this envelope when older and it holds true
I built castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter You'll turn the page I'm gone I you'll sing along This is your
I want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, Hailie
Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to A lot's in between 'em, since I rised to this fame I've said your name but always to hide your face This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but I never knew it'd be like If I did I have done it You ain't asked for of this shit Now you're punished? Things that should've been private with me and your is public I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't 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 Excuse the cursing, baby, but know That I'm a good person, though they portray me as And, if should worsen, this letter I wrote as a goodbye note Because dad's at the end of his rope I'm down a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I go, I'm getting sleepy dad Shit, I don't