This is a song about "Slim shadey"

I want to go back to when eminem was slim

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

When you strive for perfection

But i'm not crazy as slim

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Of this new slim shady caucasian

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Just who is slim davy

And the chances are slim

Lies, tangled with fiction

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

To the big leagues like dr.dre,slim shady