Story Of The Stairs

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know
He did had one visit with his mother I think
During the time that he lived with me and she brought
Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all
Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner
Untouched, literally for months he'd never opened anything just
Left the box there

What's goin' on in your mind when someone you haven't seen
Since you were nine is out on your door step right now
Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up
On the front door we found out he escaped from a psych ward
And stole grandma's car, rest her soul
I know that's off topic, but I miss her so
So ironic that she was blind but told me I'm handsome
I was every time that I walked in through the door
Can't lie say it was easy being fourteen on February fourteenth
Watching a body die in my arms
Then have to go to a school that I hated with my grade i don't give a fuck what's going on a couple hours later on
And not to mention that one bitch that I love
By the way I call her bitch because she was
Wanted me to catch another man fucking her
Invited me over, told me to come into the front, come up stairs
And say what's up and there she was little slut
I was broken hearted should of broke that bitch's jaw
Just for playin' me like a chump
But I step into the garage grab one
Of her brother's rifles, went outside, and shot that other
Mothafucka's truck up
I guess that's what lead me to cuffs
Becomin' common in my life like funerals was
Daddy's less common now he gave up after he had the judge to
Pin a fuckin felony on his son funny enough me and aunt Bonnie
Are even closer start to feel some weight lift off his shoulder
Till i piled back on when a told her she got breast cancer and
Might not live much longer, fast forward the women i call my mother isn't my mother or even blood but that's how much i love
Her and i feel cause the doorbells i call her maybe i ain't ready for it, what should i wear? fuck that i ain't going down there i waited over a decade for closure why should i receive it if it might not be something i want to hear in the mirror is a empty reflection and in my head i question
I want to ask like where the fuck did you go?
Why did you turn my birthdays into the worst days every year that you didn't show? and if you must know i didn't turn out to be much else fell in trouble fell face first through a pile of hell took four snuffs of the devils and my manager helping me cause i couldn't take a piss by myself but
I did get a record deal and all my records got that making of a legend feel and i did have a daughter who i promise the way that way you made me felt is the way she will never, feel flip a benadryl on my cup fuck it im sickin up
Pit in my stomach, clenching all my muscles stiffin up, i ain't been this nervous since
I got over a surface cover with ashes and jump took a sit it down [?] my chucks reach for the door but my hands sweaty I'm anxious as fuck couldn't even hit the stairs without remembering how many years i was there waiting to see your car pull up, huh
Now you saying she's right there, now you saying she's right there?
You telling me if I open up this door right here that she'll been standing right there?
Huh, and after all these years am I wrong for having this fear
And of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror
Open up the door and then I see her