[00:00.924]My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
[00:04.333]Got out of bed at all
[00:06.820]The morning rain clouds up my window
[00:10.276]And I can't see at all
[00:12.857]And even if I could it'd all be gray
[00:16.247]But your picture on my wall
[00:18.867]It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[00:24.634]My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
[00:27.963]Got out of bed at all
[00:30.452]The morning rain clouds up my window
[00:34.052]And I can't see at all
[00:36.496]And even if I could it'd all be gray
[00:39.884]But your picture on my wall
[00:42.467]It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[00:47.493]
[00:48.075]Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
[00:50.801]I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom
[00:53.770]I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
[00:56.667]There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
[00:59.411]Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
[01:02.305]But anyways, **** it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
[01:05.443]My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
[01:08.160]If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
[01:10.321]I'ma name her Bonnie
[01:11.735]I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
[01:14.089]I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
[01:17.166]I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
[01:20.198]I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
[01:22.943]
[01:22.962]I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
[01:25.889]I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat
[01:28.971]Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
[01:31.529]Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
[01:34.713]
[01:35.522]My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
[01:38.822]Got out of bed at all
[01:41.335]The morning rain clouds up my window
[01:45.037]And I can't see at all
[01:47.313]And even if I could it'd all be gray
[01:50.653]But your picture on my wall
[01:53.351]It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[01:58.254]
[01:58.574]Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
[02:01.914]I ain't mad, I just think it's ****ed up you don't answer fans
[02:04.658]If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert, you didn't have to
[02:07.844]But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
[02:09.946]That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old
[02:12.521]We waited in the blisterin' cold
[02:13.880]For you, for four hours, and you just said no
[02:16.357]That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his ****in' idol
[02:18.852]He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do
[02:21.709]Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
[02:24.373]It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
[02:27.330]See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it
[02:30.210]My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
[02:33.326]But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
[02:36.083]She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
[02:38.646]You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
[02:41.810]Sincerely yours, Stan—P.S. We should be together too
[02:45.471]Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-to-Call-or-Write-My-Fans
[02:48.249]This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
[02:50.795]It's been six months, and still no word—I don't deserve it?
[02:53.593]I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
[02:57.041]So this is my cassette I'm sendin' you, I hope you hear it
[02:59.623]I'm in the car right now, I'm doin' 90 on the freeway
[03:02.565]I loved you, Slim, we coulda been together—think about it!
[03:05.599]You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
[03:08.462]And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
[03:11.410]I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
[03:14.168]See, Slim—shut up, bitch! I'm tryin' to talk
[03:16.664]Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
[03:19.005]But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up—see? I ain't like you
[03:22.291]Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too
[03:25.590]Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
[03:28.155]Oh, shit, I forgot—how am I supposed to send this shit out?!
[03:31.812]
[03:44.613]Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
[03:47.904]You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
[03:51.042]Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
[03:53.418]And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it on your Starter cap
[03:56.444]I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
[03:59.731]Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
[04:02.334]And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too?
[04:05.291]I say that shit just clownin', dawg c'mon, how ****ed up is you?
[04:08.584]You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
[04:11.282]To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
[04:14.424]And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
[04:16.781]That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
[04:19.626]I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
[04:22.215]Or maybe you just need to treat her better
[04:24.226]I hope you get to read this letter
[04:25.957]I just hope it reaches you in time
[04:27.595]Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
[04:30.664]If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but, Stan
[04:34.047]Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
[04:37.996]I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
[04:40.103]I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
[04:43.708]Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
[04:46.469]And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
[04:49.528]And in the car they found a tape, but it didn't say who it was to
[04:52.820]Come to think about it, his name was, it was you
[04:56.212]Damn!

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, **** it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's ****ed up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert, you didn't have to
But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blisterin' cold
For you, for four hours, and you just said no
That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his ****in' idol
He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan—P.S. We should be together too
Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-to-Call-or-Write-My-Fans
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months, and still no word—I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sendin' you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doin' 90 on the freeway
I loved you, Slim, we coulda been together—think about it!
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See, Slim—shut up, bitch! I'm tryin' to talk
Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up—see? I ain't like you
Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh, shit, I forgot—how am I supposed to send this shit out?!
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it on your Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too?
I say that shit just clownin', dawg c'mon, how ****ed up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but, Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was, it was you
Damn!