This is a song about "Eminem s mom"

And just in time your head is mine

Like eminem but in my time

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Trying hard to speak and

S queezys very bold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

When eminem had problems when he was born ,he didn't care about his mom,

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Eminem was the lever of it,

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

You even introduced me to eminem

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

It´s the battle of life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Platinum the minimum, maximum is stabbin' eminem,