| This is a letter to my future son
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| I hope you know that you the one
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| Hope you know the list is short of things from which you should run
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| Yeah
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| I hope you love whoever you become
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| You’ve been burdened with a lot of shit that you ain’t done shit to deserve
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| But I don’t wanna give you lists of things you should shun
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| I’d rather give you the facilities to choose
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| Understand you’s also born with lots of privileges to use as you see fit
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| If you keep it to you can’t lie I’d be disappointed
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| But just promise me you won’t be on some misinformed shit
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| Seek truth and make peace with it
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| Don’t do that backwards
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| Don’t take their word on what you need to know
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| Learn how tax works
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| Before you judge harshly learn how to act first
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| I bring you to a world designed to disenchant your brilliance
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| Riddle you with guilt 'cause they can’t commodify innocence
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| And I hope that you livin' it
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| 'Cause there’s love in the midst of it
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| Hope you wash down your fear with cups filled to the brim with it
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| I think a lot of dads hope their son’ll be like them
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| All I can think about’s the ways I hope you’re different
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| Your father talked a lot
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| I hope you listen
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| Your father let his stresses win in ways I hope is distant to you
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| And don’t let nobody older try to live shit through you
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| That’s including me
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| This world’s for you to see
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| There’ll only ever be one you
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| So decide who you want you to be
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| And live beautifully
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| And if these gotta be my last days last days
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| I just hope I left the world a little better
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| And I’ve been given a whole lot so if they tax me
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| With less time to achieve my endeavours
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| Just know I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| That’s enough for me
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| Said I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| I was loved
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| Even when it was tough to be
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| Said I was loved
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| This is a letter to whoever hears it
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| I know you tryin' you been dyin' for some better years
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| And it seem like they never near
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| And feel like you eleven beers in
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| You runnin' out of buckets just to go and let your tears drip
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| Take a breath and close your eyes now
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| I know it be mad hard to take it easy
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| Know you don’t relate to words they provide now
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| And even when they kinda right they just make it cheesy
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| But without you this world wouldn’t be this world
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| You are we this world that is ours do your thing
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| Leave your charger at home
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| Don’t belong to your phone
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| It get hard shit I know
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| Know our habits be bad but they all that we know
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| They make us us and it’s hard to let go
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| I been the same with the yearns
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| But if you be you
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| Someone’d love you for it
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| That’s all I’ve learned to be true
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| And if these gotta be your last days last days
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| Hope you know you left the world a little better
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| And I’ve been given a whole lot so if they tax me
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| With less time to achieve my endeavours
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| I’ma tell you you were loved
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| You were loved
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| You were loved
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| You were loved
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| Even when shit was tough
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| Just know you got love
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| You got love
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| You got love
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| You got love
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| You got love
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| You got love
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| I just hope that’s enough
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| The closer I get to being happy
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| The more I’m afraid to die young
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| The more I stop tryin' to find meaning
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| The more I start to find love
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| Perseverance, gratitude
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| The shit that I’m defined of
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| Fuck the cheers and platitudes
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| That latitude won’t find us
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| Grouchy dude ain’t mad at you per se
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| It’s just my mind stuck on how we let it all get so blurry
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| A lot to say before I go
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| I’m so hurried
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| But if I don’t make it don’t worry don’t worry
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| I had love
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| I had love
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| I had love
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| I had love
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| And that’s enough for me
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| Said I was loved |