I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter You'll turn the page when I'm I hope sing along is your 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, 1995, Hailie This is song
You'll be coming out of stomach soon I better do something quick if I'ma be able to you I can barely support me, but as long as you're That's all that for the time being But obviously, you will be, just thinking ahead I'ma make it if it 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 energy while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em the same passion and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm using in letter maybe they 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, baby Welcome to mom and dad's crazy Love,
Maple flavored kisses, pancakes, and syrup
I this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I my chapter You'll turn the when I'm gone I hope you'll sing is your song I want you to know that I ain't scared it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1996, Hailie
You got your momma's personality, same as I got Her beautiful smile, but your 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 little shows, open mics, all-nighters and While I'm keep the lights on Why does it seem like I'm so close to this dream, yet so I just keep I'm turn into someone I haven't the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it through You your first 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 think I have just stumbled onto something new Got a for the future, I'm hoping it's you this envelope when you're older and it holds true
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 sing 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 24th, 2007, dear Hailie
Now if you found these letters, I guess I try to explain A happened in between 'em, since I rised to this fame I've said your name but tried to hide your face game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but damn I knew it'd be like this If I did I wouldn't done it You ain't asked for of this shit Now you're punished? Things that should've private with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, can take this fame back, I don't want it I'll put out this last album I'm done with it percent finished Fed up it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it Excuse the cursing, baby, but know I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold And, if things worsen, take letter I wrote as a goodbye note Because your at the end of his rope I'm sliding down a slippery Anyways sweetie, I go, I'm getting sleepy dad Shit, I don't