This is a song about "Arock is a bitch his dad left him"

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

She said "bitch, he aint got a #dick to him,

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

The manic is back with brainiac by his left

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Appearance to his funeral left me boxed like a cubicle.

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him