Atmosphere - Little Man

Dear Jacob
I won't take up
too much of you time
I know you're trying to get
your video game
grind on And that's fine
Just gimme a second to
empty my face
Before I hit the road
again to go and
win this paper chase
I've been watching you man
I'm proud of you man
You're growing up to
be the best man
that you possibly can
I know you understand
Why I go out of town
I also know my days are colder
when you're not around
Sometimes I wonder
what it's like to
be adapted to the fact That
daddy never lived
inside the same shack
And sometimes I get this pain
in my stomach's pit
It's what I get
I'm convinced my punishment
For those nights I got drunk
and let go at some bar
In some city with some
people I don't know
For all the times that the
lines on your face
Reminded me
of the days before the
dagonflies escaped
It trips me out how you
pick up all my traits From the
way that you spit to the fists
that you make
I watch the way you try to
keep your mom happy
Daddy learned that from you
You're supposed to
learn that from daddy
I can't teach much
when it comes to women I
drive safe and slow but don't
know nothing 'bout the engine
You're doing good little man
thats all I really meant
I love you
You're my best friend
thanks for listening

Dear Craig
What up bones How it goes
Yeah me Well you know you know
same old same old
Sorry that the phone
calls ain't too routine
Just been runnin' around the
globe tryin' to do my thing
Sometimes the weeks fly a
little too fast
And sometimes I go to sleep
a little too trashed
Other times I'm not sittin'
on enough cash
And other times today feels
too much like the past
Sometimes at night
I would watch y'all fight
A child wonderin'
Why life just ain't alright
What's the violence about
Why's it in my house
And even the memories are
turned up too loud
I got some issues in my head
Knew we should've started
fixing 'em back when
she left you
I'm not trying to get you down
I know you're different now
But your little man just
wants you to listen now
I'm over thirty
can't maintain relations
All these women wanna
hurt me and I
just don't have the patience
I can't trust 'em
And they're not much help
When they start to push and
pull the buttons
I don't trust myself
What pride fists and words
just might do
I'm afraid of my fate
don't wanna turn out like you
I've never hit a woman
I won't do coke
And for that alone I love you
and I wanna thank you old man

Dear Sean
What's goin' on
Not much to say
Just checkin' in
wit'cha trying to see
what's wrong today
I know there's gotta be
something kickin' your bruises
How's the love How's the music
How's the self abusiveness
Got a lot to lose
it's breakin' your shoulders
So you let your paranoia
place your bets for you
Too many cigarettes
messin' up your voice
Too many arguments
tryin' to test your poise
The only women that love you
are fans and family
Mom has no choice but
fans leave you randomly
No heavy rotation
In any location You're not
ready to face that you have no
steady vocation
Plus you're gettin' old
your raps are exhausted
Stop it everybody
knows that you've lost it
Singin' for these kids you
don't know
When you should be at home
with your own instead
you're on your telephone
Fightin' with your girl
like it you against the world
Another drunk hotel bedroom
corner curled up like a
naked fetus
Come and save him Jesus
Place him back in time before
the Reaganomics and Adidas
Sometimes you're not
impressed with the
work you've done
And love isn't love
if you didn't hurt someone
Your son says Hi dad
Your dad says Whats up
And me I wanna thank you
but I won't I'll
just say Good luck