This is a song about "Stabbin"

Platinum the minimum, maximum is stabbin' eminem,

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Stabbin' guys minds with young britches thinkin' they too grown

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

My mind is split, i cant go a day without stabbin my wrist

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest