I built this castle, now we are trapped on the I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the when I'm gone I hope you'll along This is song I just want you to know that I scared Whatever it to raise 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 be able to support you I can barely support me, but as as you're healthy That's all that matters for the time But obviously, assuming you be, just thinking ahead make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it this music I'm getting of chasing this illusion 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 this same energy while I'm rhymes and write 'em With the same passion and the same enthusiasm As I'm using in this letter they 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, baby to mom and dad's crazy world Love,
flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and syrup
I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, alone I wrote my You'll the page when I'm gone I you'll sing along This is your I just want you to know that I scared Whatever it to raise you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do 1st, 1996, dear Hailie
You got your momma's personality, same as I got Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the size as mine are for that, a little minor mishap But you'll grow '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 seem like I'm so close to dream, yet so far? I just keep I'm turn into someone I the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your steps today, you'll probably walk soon My CD flopped, too many soft tunes 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 onto something new Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping you Open this when you're older and it holds true
I this castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll along This is your
I just you to know that I ain't scared Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, dear
Now if you found letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I to this fame said your name but always tried to hide your face This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my for you but damn I never it'd be like this If I did I have done it You ain't asked for none of shit Now you're being Things should've been private with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't it I'll put out this album then I'm done with it One-hundred percent Fed up it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it Excuse the cursing, baby, but just That I'm a good person, though portray me as cold And, if should worsen, take this letter I wrote as a goodbye Because 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