Cardboard Box

Lyrics

[Verse 1] As I sit outside this McDonald's I'm stressing while I brush my hair I finally found a decent one with bristles on it Underlining and pointing right where I fucked up Missing them hot showers and towels Right in the middle closet Livid I went from a king to the cardboard With the code pillowWith the coat pillow My door is a trash bag when he drizzle on it Seen a man throw away a McDonald's bag So I'm rumbling through the trash He was mad 'cause It had pickles on it Fuckk it, me and the wife while split it in half For I open this shit I pray it's fries still in the bag So I met her back at the cardboard box With the empty plate already Water bottles in a crate already And my stomach empty but when she full nothing else matters I gave her the whole burger yeah I ate already baby, I'm good And she asked me how much did I make today Dollar fifty, I thought the after work traffic where you get paid Cry on her shoulder Like what I'm a get my dad For the Father's Day promise I made to him And the anniversary gift promise I made to you Made a promise that I'm sticking by And I need a sharpie and cardboard cause I'm missing mine Standing on the road Thinking bout furniture, father and son trips Raising a daughter and running the water This cardboard is telling these people That I'm just a bother Put in on my permanent problems in permanent marker Am I a failure baby? Not at all My head hurting like a motherf**ker Then get some Tylenol With what money? This dollar fifty was 'pose to go to you That's a burger from Mickey D's And I'll buy a quarter juice I'll eat tomorrow I'm good Besides hungers in the mind, unreal I chew gum and just pretend that it's a five course meal Well shit I ain't about to let you starve and pretend like it's something simple Where my cardboard sign? If you leaving I'm coming with you [Hook] (Yeah, yeah) I never thought that I'll end up here Praying that God made my pain disappear Sometimes we're tested for all that we got yeah But I never thought I'd be in this cardboard box I swear [Verse 2] Hello can I get a number 3 with no pickles And a large sprite? I'm allergic So indeed I'll be dying off one bite I wait for my order Then walk out the door and open the bag And it's pickles right on that burger I through that shit in the trash Wife called said she made dinner With economics That little McDonald burger Ain't put a dent in my wallet Called Wifey, run the bath water I'm down the street And called my father said Tomorrow we fishing and out to eat I push my key through the bottom lock And everybody convene Every day they treat daddy Like he come from the Marines Hug 'em tight Like daddy miss you a lot And I hold them closer And tell them after dinner We gon get some frozen yogurt Daddy we made twenty dollars today We helped mommy clean the kitchen We cleaned the room We helped mommy make dinner But we broke the broom, we need a new one Hush, eat dinner we leaving soon Now we on the road And we see the homeless couple That we always see Cardboard sign saying, "Work for free" So I bust a U-turn Wifey grab her purse and she pulled out a twenty She said I made this twenty in five seconds All I did was sent a email Somebody that ain't know how Pull up on them with twenty hanging out They started smiling and crying with lost breath Then my daughters reached they pockets And gave em all they money while telling them God bless Cried more tears Thanking the man above Then cried more tears We hopped and gave em hugs They knew a blessing was coming Heartbeat it was thumping With thank you's in abundant I lost count at a hundred I swear And he told me something bout a Father's Day gift You and your pops could come fish we leave tomorrow at six No thanks you've done enough This here is more than enough And you raise two queens They made our day with a hug, God bless [Hook] (Yeah, yeah) I never thought that I'll end up here Praying that God made my pain disappear Sometimes we're tested for all that we got yeah But I never thought I'd be in this cardboard box I swear [Verse 3] So I call my father up nervous shit But I knew this day would come I ain't speak to him ever sense He probably clueless what he done Excluded from his son I've been here shoeless and a bum The phone ringing he probably don't know who this shit is from Look what I've become This cardboard is foolish where I'm from I got your cigarettes But how you gonna to this to your son The gift you asked for and I got your favorite ones Sorry son I got a tumor on my lung, damn