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Song title: Lil' Wayne - Dear Anne

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[Chorus]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]

[Verse 1]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write with the light from the lamp on my nightstand
With my pen in my right hand
And thatéˆ¥æªš also my mic hand
Codeine in the sprite can
Ink on the white pad
And Iéˆ¥æª“ thinking of life, Anne
And wrong and right, Anne
And sometimes Iéˆ¥æª“ right
And sometimes I might
Ca-can I find the light?
Still my rhymes are bright
So I continue my plan
And Iéˆ¥æª“ sure (shore) like white sand
That theyéˆ¥æª’l be price payinéˆ¥br>Before my flight land
But still, I want to see more than my sight can
Adore, so I cant ignore
What I want anymore
So I just go, you can call me the Gore
And oh yeah
I got a girl, she act like I owe her
And um, sometimes it seems like I just donéˆ¥æª› know her
And yeh, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore
But I really hope Iéˆ¥æª“ not starting to bore
Page 1.

[Chorus]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]

[Verse 2]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write you this letter
I hope everythingéˆ¥æªš grand
I hope everyoneéˆ¥æªš good
I hope everybodyéˆ¥æªš praying
I hope éˆ¥hold up baby, let me switch hands
See, lately Iéˆ¥æªe been dealing with a lot of shit and
Itéˆ¥æªš burning me and I canéˆ¥æª› get out of this pan
And every time I look thereéˆ¥æªš a problem with this man
But I ainéˆ¥æª› tryna expose, Iéˆ¥æª“ just tryna expand
But your support held me up like kickstands
And Iéˆ¥æª“ also being more careful in how I pick friends
And Iéˆ¥æª“ tryna stay up out them chickéˆ¥æªš pants
[laughs] but, I just cant
But, on another note, this ainéˆ¥æª› just another note
This is more than a rap
This is more of an oath
And I know youéˆ¥æª™e wondering what this letter is for
And Iéˆ¥æª“ just hoping that you read this far
Page 2

[Chorus]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]

[Verse 3]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
By now you probably think Iéˆ¥æª“ portraying who Iéˆ¥æª“ sayin
And sometimes I wish I wasnéˆ¥æª› him, but I am
And itéˆ¥æªš people like you that make me part of what I am
But hey, you are the shit
Damn, pardon the gram (grammar)
But itéˆ¥æªš like you make me feel like Iéˆ¥æª“ a part of the fam
And shit, when my life be like some sort of exam
Its a jungle out there- lions, horses and rams
Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to began
I just think of you, then Iéˆ¥æª“ rewarded again
And, with you, is where my artistry can
And, so with you is where a part of me stands
And, I hope I see you in the stands
Anne, because you know I understand
And, and Iéˆ¥æª“ sorry about Stan
So I wrote this to say Iéˆ¥æª“ your number 1 fan.

[Chorus]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]