I pray this letter find you well
The dopamine on your brain be releasing on schedule
I pray you body ain’t become a hell
Cause we can’t blame those cells, but we can blame ourselves
Peace to every cuticle
And every Spanish vista view
That you ever brought with you
I spent my time just pissed at you
Declining conversations when you
Tried to do the things
That normal mothers do, cut into
The pieces of my brain
The creases of the fabric of my time at home
won’t ever be the same, fuck it
I pray there’s piece in the dome
Leave these dickheads all alone
Like a thief in the home
Overflowing all your functions
I was too lost in my depression
To really understand that you’ve been handed a life sentence
Cold now that you mention it
Upset with how these things could get
The ties between my mum and I
Would breed the lie
That we were fine
Dealing with my feelings of getting low, by getting high
Tried getting sober like a couple times
Shit, you gonna die tonight
Fight or flight a piece of me
Disrupting my peace easily
And what that means to me is I can barely sleep
2 in the AM, TV playing that static out
See the sun go up and down
Sorry if I blamed you now
I see that I was wrong somehow
I put that on my mum and found
A viciousness that I ain’t know I had
So I would tear you down
I’m tryna say, I’m ashamed of pushing all the fam away
I wish I’d stayed emotions on runaway
I called you by a couple names
You called me by a couple names
Everything I had to say
Came pouring out on paper plates
When I was used to folding to up
All those mistakes that I was making then was keeping me shut
Emotionally void
Keeping on check
Until I lose myself
Pray that you been gaining health
These days be the worst days
I pray you know what you’re doing
credits
released November 26, 2021
Vocals: Frankie from the N.E.
Beats: JMEHWRD