This is a song about "Shady"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

To this slim shady sensation

Dreaming to be like marshal putting a photo of shady

I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The fiends supply the shady

Looking for a leader cuz your masters shady,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Shady? yes it's all a spiral

As i light one for ill will

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

(six minutes, six minutes, slim shady, you're on)

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong