I this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the when I'm gone I you'll sing along This is your I just want you to know that I ain't Whatever it takes to you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do 1st, 1995, dear Hailie This is your
You'll be coming out of stomach soon I better do something quick if I'ma be to support you I can support me, but as long as you're healthy That's all that for the time being 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 sick of chasing this illusion Sorry for writing The pen in my shaking, please excuse me Dad's a little nervous, but at the time excited If I use this same energy while I'm saying rhymes and 'em With the same and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm using in this maybe they can feel me as I'm Trying to these castles out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby to mom and dad's crazy world Love,
Maple flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and
I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll the page when I'm gone I hope sing along This is song I just you to know that 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, eyes as I got Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same size as are Sorry for that, a minor mishap But you'll into 'em baby I'm on the now I'm doing little shows, open mics, all-nighters and While I'm tryna keep the on Why does it like I'm so close to this dream, yet so far? I keep steering I'm gonna turn someone I haven't the 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 many soft They're talking bad about dad, ticking me off too Makes me feel like I belong or something, ooh
I think I might have just stumbled onto new Got a for the future, I'm hoping it's you Open this when you're older and it holds true
I built 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 sing along is your song
I just want you to know that I scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, dear
Now if you found these letters, I I better try to explain A lot's happened in 'em, since I rised to this fame I've said 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 wouldn't done it You asked for none of this shit Now being punished? Things that should've been private with me and your mother is I stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't want it I'll put out this last album I'm done with it One-hundred finished Fed up with it, I'm hanging it up, it the cursing, baby, but just know That I'm a good person, though they portray me as And, if things worsen, take this letter I wrote as a goodbye your dad's at the end of his rope I'm sliding a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm getting dad Shit, I know