Just checking on you, son.

I hope that your doing OK

And your face is pointed towards the sun.

You are human, I like you and Taylor both,

But man, I’m worried about you.

You have to stick around to take care of Saint and North.

Yeezy or not, I don’t care.

Just wanted to say I’ll always be there.

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