As I sit back tryna think 'bout how I should word this
Juss let me start off by sayin' I know I wasn't perfect
But tried to perfect tha difference between good and evil
In tha jist of it I always thought nobody was my equal
This letter should had a prequel but I never had time 2 write it
Ignited tha flames of hell seen tha spirit of Satan but afraid 2 fight it
I know my wrongs need 2 B righted but Im not brave enuff 2 admit
In tha sense of sin I've become an addict Yea maybe juss a tad bit
I know it's tragic I see tha gold and have tried to snatch it I confess
Soon they'll pollute tha air I breathe that's why this is in ink and not in breaths
I've got nuthin' left to lose except prolly a guilty conscience
Nah that nonsense lyin' to U would prove I have no logic
So I'll spit out tha truth and hope that it won't hurt too much
Disobey yea I do such things and see evil but still wish to touch
Tha tree of knowledge panthers and klu klux reality Im tryna find
This was 'posed to B a serious letter ur prolly wonderin' why Im tryna rhyme
But tha hour is mine til it's over which is pretty soon so Im not sober
Tha luv of my life was takin' away so I can't be caressed and hold her
I know U prolly wanna kill me send a send me sumthin that might pack doom
But my ink is now runnin' thin so when U get this please can U write back soon
Sincerely,
MeNTiLL
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Blah this was juss a key wit an idea i had on mind
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