A letter from April 21st, 2020

Dear FutureMe, How's life? Still at djournal? Or chasing your dreams as musician? Or something else,or maybe you stupid **** gave up and didn't do ****. Have you met someone that makes you smile? Are you alright? I hope you good,And if not. Don't give up. Try harder,work harder,be smarter you dumbass. **** you if you still be nothing,I gave you ******* five years to do ****,and if you still ******* nothing then who the **** are you? Hah? Stop living in the ******* past,be yourself don't be scared,I will work on that too. Don't throw away your books,keep working on it untill you're good. You have something. You just need to realize that ****. I know we but struggle so much,our dreams are big,but it is possible,I know it is. Don't stay at mam and pap house if you wanted to be good,move out,buy a recording equipment. Please,just be success ok,I'm hanging my dreams on you. Think about Mami,papi and Excel. You have to be success,no matter how hard it is,no matter what way you choose. Fix your face,your style. Be handsome you ugly. If Yolanda's coming back,say **** her. She will ruin your life,find yourself a better girlfriend. Bye. Burn the world with your fire.