Dear John Part one

No you feel like you lost it pains coming too often

Why you keep relapsing trying to Masket

Popping pills knowing they ain't last

You ain't plastic you go end up in a casket you your own assassin

Hope you catch it before it gets too tragic

I know like been beating on you like you ain't have it

PS

I heard your daughters in gymnastics and your sons growing rapid

And I hope you don't relapse just to get past it

When it rains is poor only God knows what you go through

Only you know how to make it through

No you're feeling like you were slave to the pain

When it rains is poor only God knows what you go through

Only you know how to make it through

When it rains is poor

Dear James you really sounded like a hypocrite

My pain and your pain it's too different

Try having in a mind that mom was about to board the mission thank God she didn't

I really want you to Pay attention this Sentence

I'm tell you why the kids is missing

I keep trying to tell myself to shut up

But know deep inside I no I didn't wake up and clean they mess up

Now the court system got them hemmed up

And I'm still relapsing off that hiccup