hello my dear god, how is u and ur squad?
how is it in heaven? is there anythin odd?
well this is a letter sayin hey and wuts up.
i know u been watchin over me since a young pup.
but im here really in concern, wait'n for ur return
listening for ur voice that ive worked so hard 2 earn.
through mistakes we learn, but u left me 2 burn
with the devils evil twisted ways. i was left to blaze.
y did u leave me in this daze, its not like back in the days.
i would talk 2 u, and u would whisper in my head.
but not hearing u voice again is somethin i dread.
feelin dead, with out u protecting my soul.
i stand out in the hot sun, but i feel so cold.
like ol mold on bread being eatin by ants.
ants being evil demons ripin my soul singin chants
god please save me, ive been faithful 2 you.
i dont know how many times i have 2 prove it 2 u.
i dont know wut i did, but now i feel so alone.
riped from my throne, and tossed around like a bone.
evil 3 headed dogs fightin for a little piece of me.
god please protect me and my family.
dont let no harm to us, and save me from my conditions.
add that as ur proposition. its your new mission.
u know ill be waitin for u because im always listening.
so i leave u with this letter. its for the better.
think over this well before u right ur letter.

your son,

Cel. aka Scanz

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im so ill that cancer thinks im its father.