This is a song about "How can you love him when he dont care"

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Why team up with him when i know i can beat him

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

But how can i give this closure when i love you so much?

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

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

No ifs, ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

He will show you everything but dont want you to be better than him

How you getting in debt when you dont have a pot to piss in

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position