This is a song about "Border hopping"

//(eminem hops right after i say hopping)

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Accomplish the impossible i'm hopping over obstacles

A patriotic villain, too close the border

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Hopping that soon the monumental rappad will soon conquer all the cities and continents

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts