[Intro]
I'm fuckin' tired of this shit, man
Tired, man
I don't think I can take it much longer, man
Man, hold your head though
Only got a couple months left, man, so fuck it, man, fuck it
You got short time, though
Oh, I think that CO 'bout to come around for mail, though
Damn, I hope I got mail, man
Shit, I ain't get none last week
Man, listen, man, it's like they forgot about a brother in here
Word, man, I'm 'bout to open this shit up though, man
Who this from?
[Verse 1]
First off, I need to ask this, how you doin', Ran'?
Is it bad as all them stories and these movies, Ran'?
Probably not so, I wish you wasn't locked, though
The Picasso of street corners and potholes
Yeah, these people forgot though, now every rapper got dough
Don't be mad when I say that you shouldn't knock Joe
Huh, you put yourself in that predicament
You should've known what you was dealin' with
I'll just leave it at that, Ran', I know you'll make it back, man
I guess by now you know that I'm your number one rap fan
Damn, I don't know what else to say to you
Except I got you higher than what all these critics rated you
Until now, I never knew how much they hated you
A dumb nigga from the streets is what they labeled you
Guess they never was listenin', those was your best years
Just lettin' you know what didn't fall on deaf ears
[Interlude]
Damn, man (Wow), huh
Shit is deep, man, it's deep (Hell yeah)
Your fans love you, bro (Fuck)
Hold on, who this other one from, though, hold on
That's from my baby moms and shit, man (Word, what she talkin' bout?)
She be trippin' and shit, man (What she talkin' 'bout?)
I don't know, man, I don't know if I should read this one
Come on, ahk, man, I ain't get no mail in months, man
Nah, fuck it, here we go (Aight)
Fuck it, fuck it
[Verse 2]
Hey, what's up Ran'? I know it's been some time now
I been busy workin', now you're gone, I'm on my grind now
Your daughter's somethin' else, she got us all here in awe
Your mother said she swear she could've been here before
Maybe another lifetime, I hope you're in your right mind
When this letter reaches you, hope she can call and speak to you
This ain't no beef with you, we can keep it peaceful too
One can only imagine all that horror you sleepin' through
Listen, I'm tryna keep it brief with you
But, what you think that we each should do?
The last letter, I had to tell you how I felt
This letter, I gotta say, I'm seeing someone else
Gotta get it off my chest, maybe now I can rest
And don't you blame me 'cause your situation's a mess
This shit is taking my breath, now I'm mad and lost for words
And oh yeah, I might be movin' out of Jers'
Huh, you might've got what you deserved
What goes around comes around, in due time, you will observe
Huh, you caused me a lot of pain
The man I'm with now would never treat me the same
It's like if you were dead, the way that we speak your name
A lot of remember-when's, a lot of damn, it's a shame
Well, anyway, I wrote this letter on my lunch break
Thanks again for those times that you kept my son straight
He's doing good too and everyone's great
Hope you keep your mind right for everyone's sake
[Outro]
Wow, huh, man, yo, huh
Fuck it, man (Don't even wet it, bruh)
Fuck she gotta tell me some shit like that?
I'm 'bout to go the fuck home, man
I mean, you'll be home soon though, you gotta look at it like that
I'm tellin' you man
I'll tell you, man (You got your daughter, nah mean?)
Yeah, you right, you right, you right (I know, nigga)
You definitely right, you right
Fuck it, man, you right, man, I ain't even—
Yeah, man, fuck that
