A Letter To A Loved One

Dis One i Wrote Around 9th or 10th Grade Wen I Lived In NYC

Dear love,

Shits too hard since speaking another
language, Skepticism contribute to physical, and
mental anguish. I survived thru broken bones, and
numerous surgeries, When shit got real hectic, like
daycare nurseries. Thru my busiest hours, I played the
supplier, Coulda taken you for the ride, like
pathological liars. Thru the hardest of times i still
tell the truth, People counted us out, because of our
youth. "You don't know what love is, ya'll won't make
it, You think its sayin I love you, then gettin
naked." So I put to the side, fuck what you heard, Cuz
they dont't know shit, they jus usin words. So I put
it to the side, fuck what, you heard. Cuz they don't
know shit , they just usin words. so i try to muscle
this pen, i hustle sin, i'll endure 16 yrs of struggle
again. I'm givin you me, you can say i'm givin myself,
But things is goin down south, i'm livin in hell. For
me to be next to is somethin you can't see, I can't
imagine you havin another lover other than me. I hear
footsteps of the reaper, see my life, Or onces or
never was my potential wife. Go ahead end me in a
hearse, its sad and it hurts,

Sincerely yours,
The victim of this
lifelong curse

P.S.
I'm sittin right here, goin thru the struggle and
strain, A sad brother in world, feelin like i'm locked
up in chains. I had thought of fuckin with people,
they shoot out my brain, Or i'll lay down on the
tracks and wait for the train. To many people i'm
known as very good rapper, When it came to beef, dudes
said i'ma very big flapper. I'm by myself in this
world, cold and alone, And happiness was one thing
that was never shown. I think i assimilated, cuz i'm
now a clone, I've never experience those days of
gettin blown. Blown's street term for gettin stoned,
I'm tired of these days of ball, bein in the zone.
When i met this girl, it seemed like everything
changed, My feelings are different , cuz they are
strange. Check it out, i never been in love before,
She the one i adore, that i wanna explore. I'm crazy
about her because she so beautiful, And i know we'll
have a relationship that's mutual. But end to end this
letter, this is my P.S. I'm a different person, one
who stay fresh. Yeah, to me you're the girl that's
first,

Yours truly,
signed Da Kur$e