An Incomplete List

Introduction to a neighbor named Penny during the speaker's childhood.

Penny lived alone with her cats.

Penny invited neighbors over for gatherings regularly.

The speaker was too young to understand the significance of these gatherings.

Penny was found murdered with stab wounds after a welfare check.

Narrates incidents involving Jason and Justin, involving crime, escape, and death.

We knew the shooter, not the victims, so nobody ever snitch

It took the cops a year to figure out the common knowledge to us kids

Then he heard word and dipped

They found him dead before the warrant even hit

Jason's younger brother Justin, dude was funnier than shit

Got me high my first few times, showed me how to twist

He followed his big brother's steps, but the dude that he shot lived

Then he fled to the same place his brother did

And died the same way his brother did

Introduction to Lottich, a friend, and his tragic end due to drug overdose.

I stole my mother's cigarettes and gave em to the homie

He played the hell out a guitar, we rocked a bunch of awesome shows

They found him with a needle in his arm at X mother's home

Speaker's mother, an addict who beat cancer but succumbed to it again.

Beat cancer once, then smoked herself right back onto it's team

My father said we're visiting your mom to say goodbye

I was old enough to understand, too young to look her in her eyes

Haylee, another person succumbing to cancer, and reflections on awareness.

I feel like she was gone before nobody ever even knew

But shouldn't I had seen the clues

Either ain't nobody ever notice she was sick

Or she ain't want nobody knowing that shit

Cubbiebear (Josh), a loss that the speaker navigates slowly and avoids discussing.

And I don't like to talk about it, so I don't

Gus, the speaker's brother, facing health issues, seizures, and eventual death.

He'd leave the room when I'd record, now he isn't anywhere at all

The seizures started years ago, his kidneys were diseased

He left the room forever five-fifteen on August seventeenth

The impact of Gus's absence and the struggle to let go.

I try to talk it down from heights, it hides behind its mother's legs

I mean it's hard to argue with an argument that dumb and vague

But I can't throw his goddamn leash away

Reminders of Gus's medication and internal conflict about deleting them.

Every time I try deleting them a voice is in my head

Like "What's you are about to do can never be changed

Ain't no harm in just waiting, why not give it a day?"

Internal dialogue about the difficulty of moving on and making tough decisions.

But in context it's not me that spent it in pain

So spare him the cape

Just do what the fuck happens, and get out the way

Reflection on past decisions and the changing metaphor in the lyrics.

I think a couple bars ago the metaphor changed

If he was here he woulda caught the mistake

Contemplation on mortality, the cost of time, and the grieving process.

And every sixty second costs a hundred twenty lives

And they families all around em and their feelings all inside

And nobody got the balls to say how terrible that everything's designed

And get your Bible out my face

There's never been a better place

There is now, there was then

There's us in it's wake

They call it the grieving process, I call it awake

Reference to the speaker's absence and suggestion to check the tape for more information.