Letter from tha Heart

I chose my path you chose the way of the hero and they found you amusing for a while
the people of this city
But the one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail fall die trying
In spite of everything you've done for them eventually they will

Dear mama I ain't been doing good
I know we ain't been seeing eye to eye but doing shit a son should
Pop a seal if anything get me better them drugs would
But I been taking care everything like everyone else could

Dear papa your twin's grown now
Ever since I started this rap shit I've been alone now
Hotheaded quick temper leave his head blown out

Every night I fight with my demons last night was a close round
Dear siblings don't miss me
Anxiety in my head depression thoughts could be trippy
I be thinking to myself this world would be better off if it wasn't with me

We ain't have the happy lifestyle like they show on Disney
But we made it and you can't fake it
Brothers in that grave turned up niggas on that pavement
But Lou you can do it too I hope you see the picture I'm painting

Scorch a nigga with heat my sons stay on board like DeAndre Ayton
Dear granny they don't understand me
Used to think the only way to find purpose is to start a family
I know been faking smiles all day acting like my life dandy

I had a dream to ride in a lamb truck fuck a Camry
Late night drive 2am Trae you need to head home
Get to thinking in my thoughts if it's peace if I'm dead gone
There ain't no selfish way to go but correct me if I'm dead wrong

Countless hours in the stu hope they feel my pain through them headphones
Problem child they can see that my eyes since Bertha house
Ever since that first blog they can't help they tear me down
What you know about the helpless feeling when you feel more lost than found

I hope before I go they smile on their face and I know they proud
Dear JB ain't it crazy