This is a song about "Pacemaker"

U ain't got the mettle to battle me this is rhyming at full throttle i spit like crazy

That i whinge and moan and lash out like i'm afraid you're gonna call me a fake slim shady

Cause if that happens i'll have to decompress them before they get put into a cardiac arrest,

And its ironic he was pulling me off bert when we fought, he wanted all the respect he could get

Last week in turks and caicos to put my new whip to test

Bout to go into cardiac arrest,