Yo, we gotta get outta here
What's taking you so long?
Alright, alright, alright, I'm coming
I just wanna send out, no
Come on
I just wanna send a couple emails
Just give me a second, I'll be like five minutes
Alright
What's up, Vicky? Man, I can't believe you wrote to me
The last time that I saw you, you even spoke to me
Remember on 8th Street, chilling with Peter?
And he was all, "This is my girl, wanna meet her?"
That shit was bugged, right? Anyway
Hong Kong, damn, it's been a long time
I see you're still artistic, talented
Vicky, listen, I did some foul shit to you
Even though it's past, I bow to you
Apologies a thousand times
How could you even look me in the eye then?
You're a bigger person than I ever was
Or at least I'm trying
I should've never touched him
We should've never crushed and
Then straight lied to your face about it
No trace of blushing, but I was young and stupid
Shooting off crooked at Cupid
Fucking up a friendship for some ass
Should've never pursued it
Just wanted to thank you for understanding and reaching out
Love, Jean, holla back at your homie
Peace, I'm out
P.S. Just had to get this off of my chest
I hope you're well, I really wish you the best
And as you can tell, I've done a lot of growing up
And time goes fast with no sign of slowing up
So if it's any consolation, karma got me bad
And anything I did wrong, I wish I never had
I hope that all this drama we can leave in the past
Please feel free to write back
Hey, Marshall, I pray to God this is your email
Or else someone is gonna read a lot of details
I hope you're doing well, matter of fact, I know you are
Probably married, picket fence, kids, well, best regards
You always had it in you
Motivated, studious, impervious
To outside influences that could ruin it
Anyways, listen, I tried to reach out before
On the first record, number eight
Fuck it, it was hardly in the stores today still
I bet you moved far from us
It was a long time ago, about five summers
I just wanted to say I'm sorry, sorry for cheating
Sorry I wasn't honest, it wasn't a good reason
You probably don't care, but I still mean it
Still put it in the air
And hope that you feel that I'm being sincere
You didn't deserve a broken heart
And I wish you the world
Love, Jean, scream later, dude girl
P.S. Just had to get this off of my chest
I hope you're well, I really wish you the best
And as you can tell, I've done a lot of growing up
And time goes fast with no sign of slowing up
So if it's any consolation, karma got me bad
And anything I did wrong, I wish I never had
I hope that all this drama we can leave in the past
Please feel free to write back
Dear Gene, I see you're doing big things
Congratulations, hey, I even saw that big ring
Who would've thunk it, huh? LOL
You even seem content
I noticed that you're more focused, drinking less as well
Anyways, you spent too many months having Henny days
I think it's plenty brave
Plus you get your pennies saved up
And say what? Second album
Whatever happened to the thought of ending rapping?
Still live in Manhattan? Sidetracking though
Just on a low, all apologies
I used to hate your fucking guts, please pardon me
Tried to kill you more than once, I've acted horribly
And all my pessimism towards your life still bothers me
But you're a big girl now, you fought and made it through
Best of luck, homie, and everything I say is true
XOXO, space, smiley face, dot, dot, dot, comma, much love, you
P.S. Just had to get this off of my chest
I hope you're well, I really wish you the best
And as you can tell, I've done a lot of growing up
And time goes fast with no sign of slowing up
So if it's any consolation, karma got me bad
And anything I did wrong, I wish I never had
I hope that all this drama we can leave in the past
Please feel free to write back
P.S. Just had to get this off of my chest
I hope you're well, I really wish you the best
And as you can tell, I've done a lot of growing up
And time goes fast with no sign of slowing up
So if it's any consolation, karma got me bad
And anything I did wrong, I wish I never had
I hope that all this drama we can leave in the past
Please feel free to write back
And send
Come on, we gotta go, what's taking you so long?
Alright, I'm done
Damn, yo, we go through this all the fucking time
I don't bother you when you're writing emails
Come on, girl
Doing business
Alright, alright
Not really, just
Come on, come on
You, you didn't know that
Yeah, the cab's downstairs, come on
Alright, alright, come on, come on
Wait, are you rolling?
Oh, hey, um, on an end note
Jean Grae would like to send special thanks to Will, JoJo
Family and apple martinis for making this presentation possible
Thanks, guys
Guys?
Yay, woo
Roddy, Colin, we did it, woo
Bravo's not here
This week is over
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