Uh, Yeah My leter to you, you, you, you, uh Verse 1: See I'll be tryna write a song She steady texting my phone Guess she didn't get the message, she left it after the tone Heart racing, She patient, but anxious she's by the lyric Typing Down all my feelings She angrier by the lyric Silent but I can hear it And see Her heart's on her sleeve Know that jacket is antsy I'mma slip on a tank-top, hearts beatin' Thought she was suited for the front now she car seatin' Scars bleeding but they heal I hardly see the hill(heal) I'm varsity but still Its hard to see the field Far from being k**ed But if still I had to push her Then like Uncle Phil sister, My heart'll be in the Will Apart of me still know, she the girl of my dreams But it comes a time where its the girl or your dreams Which should I be chasing? I Been all around, Cross-Country My heart can handle my thoughts for me Now let me think... [Pause] Verse 2: Here we are, the moment after the choice Guessin she got the message, the mail was in her voice She couldn't pick up, like she was new around here So I picked her up, now she old news 'round here Like last week paper, she was just a bit extra Two times n***a, she was just a bit extra Now all she do is just read about the decision See it or hear it, either way is fine And even if I was blind, I'mma see to it That I Would never make that, "quick grab the sheet" music She put it over her head but she can see thru it She know a n***a so cold, she gotta peek thru it And ain't no peak to it Cos the fact that im sick Make a song RIP So I talk slick like I speak fluent Now let it drip or let it leak thru it Cos in my spirit its so clear that every lyric got a dream to it n***a... Outro: It ain't a thing to it She suggested I'd scream thru it I'd rather sing thru it Now just sing to it And bob your heads to it And bring ya hearts in it Yeah, because my hearts winnin' Swear, I'm in it, yeah Warm Regards, Mykal