This is a song about "Slim brady"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

-w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

Alright, i'm goin' full slim shady.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

Well, that's what you are

Like a wayne brady poster

Cause all i want is you, baby

I look up to slim shady

Or you'll drive me crazy

The name is slim davy

Just who is slim davy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free