This is a song about "Marshall mathers"

Like slim shady, or eminem, or marshall

Ha, running rebel on another level

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Marshall, come on we'll watch the game, it's the cowboys and buccaneers

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

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Wouldn’t get aligned with me and mathers’ mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Mr mathers is the man

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Maybe mr. mathers will try to kill me