Open Letter

This is an open letter to myself and to the fans

And to my partner 20 years written as a helping hand

I'm hoping that he hears it and he makes himself a plan

A selfish man, is the only one to save a selfish man

Fans hittin my DMs, clamoring for ces cru

I never wanted to be the performer to fall hardest

Makin me wonder how long I've been standin next to

A disrespectful moral less con artist

Had a suspicion before all the cons started

But I kept it silent inside I felt remorse

I kept it fly I was pilotin with the force

I hit the trench and I swore I was on target

Blindfolded, I'd line em up in a row

Numb as fuck to reality firing up a bowl

Burn it then load another my eyes shut and that's so

I'm ignorant, full of bliss and can't find what I should know

I had a sense like spidey I felt tingles

Performing as a duo, somehow I felt single

George Harrison death, left flyin with one wing like

Lennon and Paul mixed so somebody tell Ringo

Permanent ink was killin my instincts now

Will I survive it or will I go extinct?

I let it sink in, throw a dart at my chest

Broken hearted for ces, although it's hard to accept, ah

We can reflect on the art forever etched

Letting go of people you love is part of death

We built a colosseum like the architects of Rome

As it crumbled into dust, in the dark I wept alone

To move forward, you have got to grow and learn

When an actor breaks a leg that will stop a show for sure

Y'all fed him fuckin drugs, this was not of your concern

A phoenix resurrects yes, but not before it burns

...and now the critics writing articles and laughin

The molecule collision and the particle reaction

Unless you were inside then it's hard to know what happened

When you're treated like a freak, in a carnival attraction

With patrons throwin peanuts while they're watchin us get beat up

Intoxicate the climate while they're signin up to see us

They whine about the absence while they lining up the key bumps

Never asked about his condition or findin out how he was

Chasin a dragon, we're supposed to chase a dream

Now they're chasin after smoke with no location or lead

Just know he's sittin somewhere, solo wasted indeed

His addiction and a demon's the only face that you feed, look

Fuck you expect when you donate to a fiend?

Your grip tighten the grip and there's no escape, what he need

Is for y'all to just let him be, a dollar won't set him free

All it really does is increase throttle and chemistry

Emancipation only comes to those who choose it

How many wish they had a job as wonderful as music

My gift is clarity I take no comfort in confusion

Or a nostril full of nonsense and a stomach full of stupid

This is an open letter to myself and to the fans

And to my partner 20 years written as a helping hand

I'm hoping that he hears it and he makes himself a plan

A selfish man, is the only one to save a selfish man