Dear Satoshi, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance

I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans

If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your whitepaper

You didn't have to, but you could've signed my wallet paper

That's my private key, man, that's like my only savior

You don't know what it's like when you're down to your last satoshi

And now I'm in the news, it ain't funny

I'm in the red, my girlfriend's buggin' me to sell my money

And all I wanted was to make a little profit

But now my bags are heavy and my mind's lost it

I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' ignored

Remember when we met in that forum, you said if I'd write you

You would invest in me for sure?

See, I'm just like you in a way, I never knew my dad neither

He used to always say, "keep your head up" and "hodl forever"

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your whitepaper

So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put my faith in