You're never gonna make it kid, naw/
You're never gonna be the one to come out/
And rip shows with big crowds/
Just give it up, you'll never make us proud/
Get a real job, realistically/
And look at your dream, statistically/
You think you're gonna go far?/
With a goddamn studder and a motherf**ing broke down car?/
Hell no, you never did sh**/
In your whole life, you're a misfit/
You're a trouble maker you would never listen/
A dumba** kid with no ambitions/
Uh, and it's been like that/
From the diaper days, you'll never change your ways/
You say you're gonna leave, but we know you're gonna stay/
While everybody's laughing, I feel ashamed/
So take that notebook full of raps/
Burn that b**h then you take it out back/
Say your goodbyes then you throw it in the trash/
And watch it burn til it turns to ash/
Yeah, and you sit in your room/
Every damn night just wishing for the moon/
On top of that you ain't got no friends/
And a little bit of money, just enough to make ends/
Uh, so quit this sh**/
You embarra** your mom, and you embarra** you dad/
You embarra** everybody when you tell em that you rap/
Cause they don't give a sh**, go and take a dirt nap/
I write this letter cause I f**ing hate you/
Looking in the mirror and I can't escape you/
Address this letter and I write it neatly/
That's all for now, signed Johnny Viti/