(this is letter to thee unknown , I hope you
make home , this is a letter to thee unknown
never sell your soul this is letter to thee
unknown coz you on your own)hook
Verse 1
This is a letter to thee unknown a letter to be
unfold stories that were never told young
nigguh but I got an old soul I had to make it on
my own 6months I never been home young
nigguh grinding look up and I see my nigguh
smiling some nigguhz still waiting for they
calling halla at my mother tell her that we gone
make it through I did what I had to do nigguh
I'm no fool the streets pretty cold when you
sleeping on em my nigguh OD he never made it
past 25 last time I saw him I saw fear in his
eyes that shit cought me by surprise that made
me realize we gone loose anytime as my night's
turns colder my heart beat faster it's all a
disaster hoping for a better future ....I pray to
God he hears my cry
Verse 2
My shit pretty bad I gotta make it I got no
choice things on my mind got me feeling like I
got no voice chilling with my nigguhz but I'm all
alone the stress on my mind got me pulled out
wishing for a brighter day make it all less tell
her that I need her when the times on blast
money on my mind as I shit on my past I hope
we make it fast smoking on that high shit looks
like green grass I got nigguhz on the other side
waiting for the piece of pie I really hope I get
what's mine we gone work for it no stutter
remember all the days a nigguh had no butter I
was trapped in the f*cken gutter had to get out I
had a better way in all the things I say I hope
you listen to the that I say