This is a song about "Collapse"

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

That begets collapse like a gusset defect when i plague yo beats,

Wouldn't you want a brother who'd help you if you collapse?

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Till i collapse and i fall into my next relapse

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Relapse, collapse, brain maps

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

But now im getting out and shouting till my lungs collapse

The foundation collapse, your trap inside, you couldn't go

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Scream out till your lungs collapse, collide with a bus and die,

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

Collapse, recovery, relapse eminem's 2 album titles in a cliche