This is a song about "Permanent mark"

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Like a permanent piece of finite dynamite

A lil' closer let me see you in the spot light

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Well rick james, maury jane

They're a permanent stain

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Unassisted when i write, mark twain eminem