This is a song about "Want to go out"

When bret hart meet brett farve

Like to go out and knife carve

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Like to go out and knife carve

Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

But i doubt youd ever want to go back to being dutch

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Then don't want you to stand out or blend out wanna you out.

And i don't think, i even want it to go

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Like to go out and knife carve

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

I want to go back to when eminem was slim