This is a song about "Letter"

Just to let you know, you are

Gone is just a letter

I'm the president writing myself a letter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet

And, i gotta end this here, please except this letter

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

And the message of this letter was born

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Take his eyes out and switch with a letter