Cleaning Out My Closet

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against, Picket signs For my wicked rhymes. Look at the times Sick is the mind of the mother fuckin' kid that's behind All this commotion. Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin' Tempers flaring from parents, just Blow 'em off and keep goin. Not takin' nothin from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'. Keep kickin' ass in the mornin, an' takin' names in the evening. Leav 'em with a taste as sour as Vinegar in they mouth. See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out. Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now. Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now. 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 said I'm sorry mama. I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleaning out my closet I got some skeletons in my closet and I dont know if no ones know it. So before They thrown me inside my coffin and close it, I'ma expose it. I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi- platnium sellin' CD . I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple a months My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch, Cuz he split, I wondered if he even kissed me good bye No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die. I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side. Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work With her at least for Hailie's 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 them bullets out of that gun. Cuz I'da killed 'em, Shit I would have shot Kim an' him both. It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem Show 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 said I'm sorry mama. I never meant to hurt you I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleaning out my closet Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition Take a second to listen for You think this record is dissin', But put yourself in my position. Just try to envision Witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchin, bitchin' that someone's Always goin' through her purse and shits missin'. Going through housing syndrom, victim of Munchausen's 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 ya 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'er gettin' older now and it's cold when you'er lonely. An' Nathan's Growing up so quick, he's gonna know that you'er phoney. And Hailie's gettin' so big now, You should see her, she's beautiful. But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song. Keep tellin' Yourself that you was a mom. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' 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 I'm sorry mama. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleaning out my closet one more time I said 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