Been saving this link for when I wrote again: viewtopic.php?f=24&t=162270&p=2253398#p2253398
Btw, memorized the “Rhyme or Reason” beat. Wrote to that.
Intro:
Stamps cost a lot and I don’t feel like buyin em.
Although.. These letters seem important.
Fuck it, I’ll mail em I guess…
Verse 1:
Dear Taylor,
I cuss you out like a sailor
Hear people say, “Why does he betray her?”
My heart burnt to amaze you, it’s out now,
Valves shut down, now I can’t chase, beau.
We both spoke some mean shit,
Yo I went ape, least I didn’t fling it.
Managing to do the one thing you’ve always held close,
Which is me, but I’m starting to lose hope.
But who knows cause maybe if you go, I’ll let go of my tight rope,
Control’s slippin, knot’s rippin, our bond is broke,
It’s un-save-able, beyond my flow, gone with bob, you’ve grown.
On your own, and you say It’s no regrets,
Sittin here with home diagnosed tourettes,
I guess it’s best, but I’m still here cussin at myself,
I cannot describe this hell, with wounds that time can’t heal.
Chorus:
Got a stockpile of letters with no address,
On a second guess, it was probably best I didn’t send em,
Probably better keeping feelings in check
Fuck it, I’ll send em (fuck I’m a mess)
Verse 2:
Dear charles, zack, Richard and the others,
Brothers, C… I’m sorry, I couldn’t do more than be a friend,
I would’ve been an escape if I would’ve known it was that close to the end,
And now, I’ll never forget you man, never even if this letter never sends,
Richie, you my closest fuckin’ bro, and I know its to the close,
Zack, forgive me yo? I’m a dick and I know no sympathy I show,
No empathy I feel for your problems that just grow,
Being able to apologize, die, cry, and get on with our lives?
That’s what makes us bros. So, it’s time to send this note on a boat.
Drop it out in the ocean, leave it a~floatin, and let this shit go,
Cause I’m over it, problems are over with, you nosy bitch,
So I’m focusing on bettering my game, so my brain is perfected,
No jagged edges on this lyrical blade’s flow, my mind’s cumming hard like it has an erection,
Stick to second guessing, cause I’m the special ed kid,
With a twist, that’s right, pull it in my favor, I’m the twister candy of the sour flavor,
Ima power-taker, quick, get me an electric current and I’ll burn it, mayor,
Chorus 2:
So bros, even though I love you (as you know)
I had to show off my acrobatic flow
Multis as stacked up as they go,
But fuck it, if you like this, maybe I’ll do a couple more?