You see these scratches and these bruises?
Me neither, I don't these phonies be a nuisance,
You see, I like to dread the poor in all the richness,
Put the wealthy on my hit list,
Look down upon the real, boys and girls and grant their wishes,
The schools don't like you cause you think like me,
Say you got nothing to offer cause you smell like ****,
And if the moment ever came, when we were higher than the trees,
We would look down at them and say "Oh, yo now I see"

This is my letter to myself,
And when you read this you'll be wise enough to see that life,
Ain't always what it seems,
I wish you happiness and wealth,
I know you lovin' every moment as the minute,
I always wanted to be sane,
I'm glad you made it this far,
I'm glad you made it this far.

Cause I'm gonna take in this anger and the amusement,
Yeah, it's confusing maybe cause I'm scared to lose it,
That every time I try to look into the future,
I see mistakes of the past,
Afraid to do to next what I did to the last,
It's passion, it's presence, it's lust, is it love?
Is it the action, it's the essence,
**** it, all the above,
That got me feeling this way,
And I know I made some mistakes,
When I opened up this letter,
I bet I'll remember this day.

You're pulling my threads apart,
Been pulling on one real hard,
Unravel my whole left arm,
I knew you would play that card,
You're cooler than ice cream carts,
You're melting the whole **** park,
Carving our names in bark,
You left your name in my heart,
I live on the same old street,
haven't been us in three whole weeks,
I haven't been up your sleeve,
And I don't have any excuses,
And if I can recall, you said in spite of it all,
We'd still be chill in the Fall and, no, it's not your fault,
For binding our hearts so tight, I think that maybe you're right,
We shouldn't have gotten so high, we should've just,
we should adjust.

This wasn't the way it was supposed to be.
We we're supposed to be together.
And now I sit here all alone,
Attempting to think of something clever.
                       I loved you.

Busy with a broad, a bitty, a girl, meant to mention that I never wanted to **** with your world, oh well, ain't lie, cant lie, love it, something about you give me something I always wanted. See I could say it to a ***** and it'd be meaningless, meaning that I dont ever see it being that real, now I feel, and I dont know how to deal, long leg, blonde hair, pretty girl you a steal. She a silent hero, chillin with the villains makin mad dinero, bitter with a vision n she's here all year bro, ****** up, drugged out, girl of the year though.

I'm try to talk to you, or rap to you, or say something that will last with you or stick with you, and maybe imma be that rapper that get to you. Written truths in a booth are rare, tryn find themselves at the top until they realize its just rainy clouds and colder air. All of em animals, cannibals, eatin children, rechannel em till theres nothing left, cant handle em. look, I'll be honest I ***** from waking up cause I'm nauseous coughin up ranchy *** popper rocks in the sink on the hook.