Trapped In The Closet Ch. 1

Seven o'clock in the morning

And the rays from the sun wakes me

I'm stretchin' and yawnin'

In a bed that don't belong to me

And a voice yells, "Good morning, darlin", from the bathroom

Then she comes out and kisses me

And to my surprise, she ain't you

Now I've got this dumb look on my face

Like, what have I done?

How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning

sun?

Lost the track of time

Oh, what was on my mind?

From the club, went to her home

Didn't plan to stay that long

Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes

Searching for my car keys

Tryin' to get on up out the door

Then she streched her hands in front of it

Said, "You can't go this way"

Looked at her, like she was crazy

Said, "Woman move out my way"

Said, "I got a wife at home"

She said, "Please don't go out there"

"Lady, I've got to get home"

She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs

"Shh, shh, quiet

Hurry up and get in the closet"

She said, "Don't you make a sound

Or some shit is going down"

I said, "Why don't I just go out the window?"

"Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor"

"Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet"

And now I'm in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out

Just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass up out this house

Then he walks in and yells, "I'm home"

She says, "Honey, I'm in the room"

Walks in there with a smile on his face

Sayin', "Honey, I've been missin' you"

She hops all over him

And says, "I've cooked and ran your bath water"

I'm tellin' you now, this girl's so good that she deserves an

Oscar

Rolls her in the bed

And start to snatchin' her clothes off

I'm in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on?

You're not gonna believe it

But things get deeper as the story goes on

Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone

I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate

But from the way he acted, I could tell it was too late

He hopped up and said, "There's a mystery going on

And I'm gonna solve it"

And I'm like, "God please, don't let this man open this closet"

He walks in the bathroom

And looks behind the door

She says, "Baby, come back to bed"

He says, "Bitch say no more"

He pulls back the shower curtain

While she's biting her nails

Then he walks back to the room

Right now, I'm sweating like hell

Checks under the bed

Then under the dresser

He looks at the closet

I pull out my Baretta

He walks up to the closet

He comes up to the closet

Now he's at the closet

Damn he's opening the closet