[Intro]
Hey class, today we're gonna write a short little life letter to somebody that you didn't see for a while, and you have something to tell them. You don't have to send it to them but, just write it down and turn it into the teacher at the end of the day. Okay, go

[Verse]
Your father
Whoops, Mike is your name
I know you know my name is London when you consider me a stain
And sure it's a pain
Back in [?] the 4th grade
You know, doing all this stuff I didn't [?], acting so cray but
You know it didn't help on calling me gay, not happy
Tell me a buzz [?] I straight
To my face and it hurt
I came on [?]
But then I found some shades, darker ones you left in the dirt
Matter fact I feel darker by falling jude to the night [?]
In the carbon ninja suit and did bad things with a knife
But that shit due to suffice
So is a wrong is a right
To me that's equivalent of what you did to me and my life
To wrap it a mist to your fall, long way from a lights and it might
Helped out a little if you flew me some kites
But you didn't so I didn't you cast me out I'm staying out
Love, London. Goodbye

[Outro]
Whaaa
Y...I kinda...
What you're supposed to do is say something good about them like, if you missed them but *sigh*. You know what, sure. That'll work. I don't even like this job