This is a song about "Shady peole"

Watch the ones that are shady,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Looking for a leader cuz your masters shady,

What them tippers don't see

My name is... [scratches] slim shady

Of this new slim shady caucasian

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Bait baby, wait baby

I look up to slim shady

The fiends supply the shady

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I used to be a fan who yelled for slim shady

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

But theyre gone now and my dealings are shady