This is a song about "Shady shit"

Know it good when she go no hands

Shady but at night i relapse

I look up to slim shady

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Deceitful shady, shit is lies, the fame ain't just an image now,

The fiends supply the shady

What them tippers don't see

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Do you think i'm crazy

Watch the ones that are shady,

You aint shady spiritually literally or lyrically, your a shit stain not metaphorically now leave,

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

I swear they think i'm crazy

My name is... [scratches] slim shady