Lyrics:

Uh, this my last letter right here
Fuck this world
Let's get the fuck outta here

I put my soul through the ink
Bless a pad with thoughts, add my faults, before I grow extinct
My back-bone disowned my zone
Why roam? Called home, but now on, I'm all alone
Just Proof, no shine, no friends, just fans
No wonder my hands tight where the Internet ends
I take back most of the flack, the stress smokes press me close to the crack
Like my Pops, the ghost of my past
Thyme and Mudd, Jay Dee, and Stuckey
Lately, I'm lucky, y'all don't hate me to touch me
Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smilin' to make it
I love y'all, dawg, and that's however you take it
The fame is an illusion, I'm still losin'
In this game with the rules and – ...I feel clueless
It's the streets with the Hill, blueless
Cops knock at the door, got me lookin' real foolish
But I still do this, like I love it
Even though I thug it, keep flossin' ice in public
The subject y'all don't know, stars won't grow
Wounded dreams, with scars to show
Minus the MTV videos with Slim
'Up in Smoke,' D-12, and many shows with Em
It's still me, dawg, no change with change
It's strange, when it pours it rains; I take it back

I wish I could take it back
I wish I could take it back, but it's too late
I wish I could take it back
I wish I could take it back, but it's too late

Always talkin' to Snook, hopin' he speak back
Wishin' my first son was here to reach at
Feelin' detached; my brother Earl, and Wayne
That bail money for jail, y'all can keep that
I've been a thief before, ask Thelmon
My heart's meltin', tell the truth I need help, man
My heart's big, but my sins bigger
Fuck the world, I don't feel like I can win niggas
It's like I'm lost and I find only demons
I wanna quit, it's like I'm tired of breathin'
So my stress confess to a famous song
Em, I love you — don't let this money change us, dawg
1st Born, when I'm gone, grab Nasaan
Leave Naeem with the cream and his mom
And dear Momma, I used to hate you
Now I relate to everything you did to make Proof, I love you! (Take it back…)

I wish I could take it back
I wish I could take it back, but it's too late
I wish I could take it back
I wish I could take it back, but it's too late

All y'all see is Free from 106 & Park
Y'all don't know I risk my heart with this, apart
From the streets, the groups, the friends, the foes
The jewels, the dick lickers and the hoes
What about me? Sheltered with no guidance
Look at the finest, royal highness on some hot shit
Still livin' with the liquor and bud
Sometimes I wish for my demise, so I can kick it with Bugz
I wish it was real between us all
In the past, you should've seen us, dawg
I'd die for Em and save Hailie
Brave maybe, but just let them tears roll off my grave, Shady
Kuniva and Swift, how live does it get?
I meant to teach y'all niggas to survive in this bitch
If we die to be rich, that makes me happy
And on another note, shit don't hate me, Pappy
It's just that we look the same; you let the game take you
Your son came along and took the game
Since I took my own life, y'all feel a killer for sho'
Bizarre on the real you the realest nigga I know
Scrappin' and bustin' ain't real, just tell your mans the truth
And that's why you've always been friends with Proof
Answer you all, always loud with truth
And before I pull the trigger, Denaun, I'm proud of you

Listen… LISTEN…
Love… killed me
Love… love… killed… me
Love… killed… me