[intro]
where's my snare?
I have no snare on my head phones
there you go
yeah
yo yo

[verse 1]
have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
i have i've been protested and demostrated against
picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times
sick of his mind of the mother fucking kid that's behind
all this commotion emotions run deep as oceans exploding
tempers flairing from parents just blow them off and keep going
not taking nothing from no one giving them hell as long as i'm breathing
keep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
leaving with the taste of sour with vinegar in they mouth
see they can trigger me buy they'll never figure me out
look at me now i betcha prolly sick of me now
ain't ya mama i'ma make you look so ridiculous now

[chorus 2]
i'm sorry mama
i never meant to hurt you
i never meant to make you cry
but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet
one more time

i'm sorry mama
i never meant to hurt you
i never meant to make you cry
but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet
ha!

[verse 2]
i got some skeletons in my closet
and i don't even know if no one knows it
so before they throw me inside my coffin and close it
i'ma expose it i'll take you back to '73
before i ever had a multy-platinum selling cd
i was a baby maybe i was just a couple months
my faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch
cause he split i wonder if he even kissed me good bye
no i don't on second thought i just fucking wished he would die
i look at hailey and i couldn't picture leaving her side
even if i hated kim i grin my teeth and i try to make it work
with her atleast for haileys sake i maybe made some mistakes
but i'm only human but i'm man enough to face them today
what i did was stupid no doubt it was dumb
but the smartest shit i did was take the bullets outta that gun
cause i'd of killed em shit i would've shot kim and them both
it's my life i'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

[chorus x2]

[verse 3]
now i would never diss my own mama to get recognition
take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing
but put yourself i my position just try to invision
witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
bitching that someone's always through her purse when shit's missing
going through public housing systems victim of munchasen syndrome
my whole life i was made to believe i was sick when i wasn't
til i grew up now i blew up it makes you sick to your stomach doesn't it?
wasn't it the reason you made that cd for me ma?
so you could try to justify the way you treated me ma?
but guess what you're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonley
and nathan's growing up so quick he's gunna know that you're phoney
and hailey's getting so big now you should see her she's beautiful
but you'll never see her she won't even be at your funeral *hahaha*
see what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
bitch do your song keep tellin' yourself that you was a mum
but how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
you selfish bitch i hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit!
remember when ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
well guess what i am dead dead to you as can be

[chorus]