I built castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, alone I wrote my turn the page when I'm gone I hope sing along This is 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 your
You'll be coming out of mommy's stomach I better do quick if I'ma be able to support you I can barely me, but as long as you're healthy all that matters for the time being But obviously, assuming you will be, thinking ahead I'ma it if it kills me Let's see how far I can it with this music I'm getting sick of chasing this for sloppy writing The pen in my hand's shaking, please me Dad's a little nervous, but at the same time If I use same energy while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em the same passion and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm in this letter maybe they can feel me as I'm Trying to build these castles out of sand, girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, girl Welcome to mom and dad's world Love,
flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and syrup
I built castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the page when I'm I hope you'll sing is your song I just want you to know that I scared Whatever it takes to you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1996, dear
You got your personality, same eyes as I got Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same size as are for that, a little minor mishap But grow into 'em baby I'm on the now I'm doing little shows, open mics, and studios While I'm tryna the lights on Why does it seem like I'm so close to dream, yet so far? I just keep I'm gonna turn into I haven't the slightest what I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your first steps today, you'll probably walk My Infinite CD flopped, too many soft They're talking bad dad, it's ticking me off too Makes me feel I don't belong or something, ooh
I think I have just stumbled onto something new Got a prediction for the future, I'm it's you Open this envelope when you're older and it holds
I built castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, alone I my chapter turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll along This is song
I want you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, Hailie
Now if you these letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I 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 be like this If I did I wouldn't done it You ain't asked for none of this Now you're being Things that should've been private with me and your mother is I can't stomach, they can this fame back, I don't want it put out this last album 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, though portray me as cold And, if things worsen, this letter I wrote as a goodbye note Because your at the end of his rope I'm sliding down a slope Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm getting dad Shit, I don't