This is a song about "Eminem 8 mile"

Bring your stupid ass back to 8 mile.

When it comes to spitting that fire

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I'm on an uphill battle, a mile long

Like in 8 mile/defy the odds/

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Eminem hop tech n9ne and pac

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile

I never smiled as a juvenile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

(hook from "my darling" by eminem)

When they here today what you say to them

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away