[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