I built this castle, now we are trapped on the I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the page when I'm I hope you'll sing This is your 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, dear 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 support me, but as as you're healthy That's all that for the time being But obviously, assuming you will be, thinking ahead make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it with music I'm getting sick of this illusion Sorry for writing The pen in my shaking, please 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 this letter maybe can feel me as I'm Trying to build these out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby Welcome to mom and crazy 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 You'll turn the page when I'm I hope you'll along This is song I want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm
To do whatever, to do 1st, 1996, dear Hailie
You got momma's personality, same eyes 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 shows, open mics, all-nighters and studios While I'm keep the lights on Why does it seem like I'm so to this dream, yet so far? I just keep I'm gonna turn into I haven't the clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your first today, you'll probably walk soon My CD flopped, too many soft tunes 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 prediction for the future, I'm hoping you Open this envelope you're older and it holds true
I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the when I'm gone I you'll sing along is your song
I want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do 24th, 2007, dear Hailie
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 your 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 have it You ain't for none of this shit Now you're punished? Things should've been private with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, they can take fame back, I don't want it I'll put out this last then 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, they portray me as cold And, if things worsen, take this letter I wrote as a goodbye Because dad's at the end of his rope I'm down a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm sleepy dad Shit, I know