This is a song about "Shady"

But theyre gone now and my dealings are shady

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

I was a nobody but now i'm the embodiment of slim shady

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Lets see if you can before he gets shady

Cutting niggas hands and i aint talking to shady

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Of this new slim shady caucasian

Men lie. women lie. numbers won't forsaken

My lady, my baby

I look up to slim shady

Shady but at night i relapse

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

While blastin' the slim shady