Released on July 8, 2010

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[Chorus][John Mayer]:

I’m writing you to catch you up on places I’ve been

And you have this letter probably got excited

But there’s nothing else inside it


[Verse One] [Rhymefest]

All the places I’ve been, people I’ve seen, women I’ve sinned

Been a long time since I wrote, my friend

They say all good things gotta end

How is that? We fam

We done been through the thin and the thick

Throwing rocks at cop cars when they chase we dipped

See at eight, I had my first bag of weight

And at nine, we was turned to a life of crime

Through it all we was homies

Growth and development

Bangin' on them niggas with they hats turned the wrong way

Then the ghetto life got us involved

With the drugs and the alcohol

Fuck en all

I’m moving out on the first bus – meet me

Said “No, Joe – you go, the hood needs me.”

I don't know how we arrive here but this block man, I ain’t finna die here

[Chorus] [John Mayer]:

I’m writing you to catch you up on places I’ve been

And you have this letter probably got excited

But there’s nothing else inside it


[Rhymefest]

When they told me you died, I was out in Japan

Upset

I never said bye to my friend

Regrets

I felt like I should of went back to the hood to protect you

But I knew it was out of my hands

We come from nowhere

I been to London, Morocco, Cuba, you ain’t even suppose to go there!

We from Chi-town

You never went past downtown

But there’s a whole world past O’hare

Yeah, I’m still rhyming

Your little brother joined the military

He out in Greece on assignment

Even Ty moved down south

We thought he’d be locked up somewhere on solitary confinement

But you can go around the world and back again

Same things happening

Fiends and crack and then

White folks laughin'

At the Blacks and Africans

Till it’s they child

Call up the state now

This is the letter I wrote to all the soldiers that fell

Holding their guns bustin shots for hope

PS. Ask God if he can make some room

Cause El Che is finna come there soon

Until then

[Chorus] [John Mayer]:

I’m writing you to catch you up on places I’ve been

And you have this letter probably got excited

But there’s nothing else inside it