To my unborn child.. in case I don’t make it.
Just remember daddy loves you.
Now ever since my birth, I’ve been cursed since I’m born to wild…
In case I never get to holla at my unborn child.
Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin’….!
Tryin’ to earn every penny that I’m gettin’, and reminiscin’.!
To the beginnin’ of my mission.!
When I was conceived, and came to be in this position.
My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud.
When she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd…
To school, but I dropped out, and left the house.
‘Cause my mama say I’m good for nothin’, so I’m out.
Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins.
Let me make it and I’ll never steal again, or deal again.
My only friend is my misery.
Wantin’ revenge for the agony they did to me.
See my life ain’t promised but it’ll sure get better.
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child…
Seems so complicated to escape fate.
And you can never understand ’til we trade places.
Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious.
Ain’t no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist.
It’s hard to face this, cold world on a good day.
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot five times but I’m still breathin’…!
Livin’ proof there’s a God if you need a reason.
Can I believe in my own fate.
Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way?
Dear mama I’m a man now…!
I want to make it on my own, not a handout.
Make way for a whirlwind prophesied…
I want to go in peace.. when I gotta die…
On these cold streets, ain’t no love, no mercy, and no friends…
In case you never see my face again…
Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say.
To my unborn seed in, case I pass away.
Will my child get to feel love.
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein’ black hurts.
And even worse if you speak first.
Livin’ my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse?
‘Cause maybe if I tried to change.
Who I’m kiddin’ I’ma thug ’til I die, I’m a rider Mayne.
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places.
Regular criminal oasis awaits us.
If there’s a ghetto for true thugs, I’ll see you there.
And I’m sorry for not bein there.
Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world.
Bless the boys, and all my little girls.
To the Lord I’m eternal, restin in peace.
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child.!
This letter goes out to.to the seeds that I might not get to see.
‘Cause of this lifestyle.
Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin’ but love for you.
All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did.
That’s why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind.
When you get to be my age you’ll understand
Just know I got love for you.
And I’ll see you up there in the ghetto heaven.
‘Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there take care.
Run wild, but be smart.
Follow the rules of the game.
I know that sometimes it’s confusin’..!
The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday.
Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin’ down the way…!
I’m writing you a letter…
This is to my unborn child..!
Want to let you know I love you.
Love you, if you didn’t know I feel this way.
How I, think about you every day…
I have so much to say….!