Castle

I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared to do whatever, to do whatever
 December 1st, 1995, dear Hailie
 This is your song
 You'll be coming out of mommy's stomach soon
 I better do something quick if I'ma be able to support you
 I can barely support me, but as long as you're healthy
 That's all that matters for the time being
 But obviously, assuming you will be, just thinking ahead
 I'ma make it, if it kills me
 Let's see how far I can take it with this music
 I'm getting sick of chasing this illusion
 Sorry for sloppy writing
 The pen in my hand's shaking, please excuse me
 Dad's a little nervous, but at the same time excited
 If I use this same energy while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em
 With the same passion and the same exact enthusiasm
 As I'm using in this letter maybe they can feel me as I'm
 Trying to build these castles out of sand, baby girl
 For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby girl
 Welcome to mom and dad's crazy world
 Love, daddy
 Maple flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and syrup
 I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
 To do whatever, to do whatever
 December 1st, 1996, dear Hailie
 You got your momma's personality, same eyes as I got
 Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same size as mine are
 Sorry for that, a little minor mishap
 But you'll grow into 'em baby
 I'm on the grind now
 I'm doing little shows, open mics, all-nighters and studios
 While I'm tryna keep the lights on
 Why does it seem like I'm so close to this dream, yet so far?
 I just keep steering
 I'm gonna turn into someone
 I haven't the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through
 You took your first steps today, you'll probably walk soon
 My Infinite CD flopped, too many soft tunes
 They're talking bad about dad, it's ticking me off too
 Makes me feel like I don't belong or something, ooh
 I think I might have just stumbled onto something new
 Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping it's you
 Open this envelope when you're older and it holds true
 I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
 To do whatever, to do whatever
 December 24th, 2007, dear Hailie
 Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain
 A lot's happened in between 'em, since I rised to this fame
 I've said your name but always tried to hide your face
 This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but damn
 I never knew it'd be like this
 If I did I wouldn't have done it
 You ain't asked for none of this shit
 Now you're being punished?
 Things that should've been private with me and your mother is public
 I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't want it
 I'll put out this last album then I'm done with it
 One-hundred percent finished
 Fed up with it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it
 Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know
 That I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold
 And, if things should worsen
 Take this letter I wrote as a goodbye note
 Because your dad's at the end of his rope
 I'm sliding down a slippery slope
 Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm getting sleepy
 Love dad
 Shit, I don't know
 
 I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared to do whatever, to do whatever
 December 1st, 1995, dear Hailie
 This is your song
 You'll be coming out of mommy's stomach soon
 I better do something quick if I'ma be able to support you
 I can barely support me, but as long as you're healthy
 That's all that matters for the time being
 But obviously, assuming you will be, just thinking ahead
 I'ma make it, if it kills me
 Let's see how far I can take it with this music
 I'm getting sick of chasing this illusion
 Sorry for sloppy writing
 The pen in my hand's shaking, please excuse me
 Dad's a little nervous, but at the same time excited
 If I use this same energy while I'm saying rhymes and write 'em
 With the same passion and the same exact enthusiasm
 As I'm using in this letter maybe they can feel me as I'm
 Trying to build these castles out of sand, baby girl
 For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, baby girl
 Welcome to mom and dad's crazy world
 Love, daddy
 Maple flavored kisses, buttered pancakes, and syrup
 I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
 To do whatever, to do whatever
 December 1st, 1996, dear Hailie
 You got your momma's personality, same eyes as I got
 Her beautiful smile, but your ears are the same size as mine are
 Sorry for that, a little minor mishap
 But you'll grow into 'em baby
 I'm on the grind now
 I'm doing little shows, open mics, all-nighters and studios
 While I'm tryna keep the lights on
 Why does it seem like I'm so close to this dream, yet so far?
 I just keep steering
 I'm gonna turn into someone
 I haven't the slightest clue what I'm gonna do if it falls through
 You took your first steps today, you'll probably walk soon
 My Infinite CD flopped, too many soft tunes
 They're talking bad about dad, it's ticking me off too
 Makes me feel like I don't belong or something, ooh
 I think I might have just stumbled onto something new
 Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping it's you
 Open this envelope when you're older and it holds true
 I built this castle, now we are trapped on the throne
 I'm sorry, we're alone
 I wrote my chapter
 You'll turn the page when I'm gone
 I hope you'll sing along
 This is your song
 I just want you to know that I ain't scared
 Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
 To do whatever, to do whatever
 December 24th, 2007, dear Hailie
 Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain
 A lot's happened in between 'em, since I rised to this fame
 I've said your name but always tried to hide your face
 This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but damn
 I never knew it'd be like this
 If I did I wouldn't have done it
 You ain't asked for none of this shit
 Now you're being punished?
 Things that should've been private with me and your mother is public
 I can't stomach, they can take this fame back, I don't want it
 I'll put out this last album then I'm done with it
 One-hundred percent finished
 Fed up with it, I'm hanging it up, fuck it
 Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know
 That I'm a good person, though they portray me as cold
 And, if things should worsen
 Take this letter I wrote as a goodbye note
 Because your dad's at the end of his rope
 I'm sliding down a slippery slope
 Anyways sweetie, I better go, I'm getting sleepy
 Love dad
 Shit, I don't know