This is a song about "Staircase"

But they say we ain't big

You make elevator music

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Stabbing gall bladders in backs of bathroom stalls

I don't wanna wait for your second entrance

Had i not been exposed to these things

Underrated some would say

And get on a flight today

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

He catches her and puts her arm around her to the bathroom,