[Eye-Kyu] Check it out. [Eminem] Hey Kyu!. CHORUS 2x [Eye-Kyu]. It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok). I'm up all night but everything is alright (It's alright). It's a rough week and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep). It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here). Verse 1 [Eminem]. One day I plan to be a family man happily married. I wanna grow to be so old that I have to be carried. Till I'm glad to be buried. And leave this crazy world. And have at least a half a million for my baby girl. It may be early to be planning this stuff. 'cause I'm still struggling hard to be the man and it's tough. 'cause man it's been rough but still I manage enough. I've been taken advantage of damaged and scuffed. My hands have been cuffed. But I don't panic and huff frantic and puff. Or plan to give up the minute shit hits the fan it erupts. I'm anteing up double or nothing I've been trouble enough. And I'm sick of struggling and suffering see. My destiny's to rest at ease till I'm impressed and pleased. With my progress I won't settle for less than cheese. I'm on a quest to seize all my own label to call. Way before my baby is able to crawl. I'm too stable to fall the pressure motivates. To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades. I seen the golden gates to heaven on Earth. Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you stepping on turf Q. Chorus. Verse 2 [Eminem]. I'm going for broke gambling and playing for keeps. Everyday in the streets scrambling and paying for cheep. Praying for sleep. Dreaming with a watering mouth. Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse. In this slaughtering house caught up in bouts. With the root of all evil. I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful. And make them do shit illegal. For these Grant's and Jackson's. These transactions explain a man's actions. But in the mist of this insanity I found my Christianity. Through God and there's a wish he granted me. He showed me how to cope with the stress. And hope for the best instead of mope and depressed. Always groping a mess of flying over the nest. To selling dope with the rest. I quit smoking cess to open my chest. Life is stressful inside this cesspool. Trying to wrestle I almost bust a blood vessel. My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics. He's asthmatic running home from school away from crack addicts. Kids attract static children with automatics. Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets. I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum. I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum. It's cumbersome I'm trying to do well on this Earth. But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth. Chorus. Uh it's ok yeah it's alright even though I can't sleep. Uh yeah it's ok it's alright I can't sleep