This is a song about "Marshall mathers"

We bustin' at your spot marshall/

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And the old men snore at marshall mathers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

So now she picks up the gun

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

On "i'm back" from the mathers lp

They say nothings ever free

The best part about me is i am not you, i'm me, i'm the fire marshall and this is my/

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Like slim shady, or eminem, or marshall

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

"you've popped more pills than marshall mathers did