This is a song about "Fucking his mom"

I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, robbie!

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

My mom is scolding me again for fucking bitches

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

While i'm fucking your mom in the ass dude, with no damn lube

All my niggas get together to gather loot

His sickening accusations, i fucking lost my patience

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

He has been fucking em periodical enemy eased his fucking boulder making him stronger

He's getting byeit's time to bury another brotha nobody crylife as a baller

Never listened to his mom, but always stayed in line

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Gotta be lies, look mom! don't cry! he's bluffing, see that cold look in his eyes!

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies