Where's my snare?. I have no snare on my headphones. There you go yeah yo yo. Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?. I have I've been protested and demonstrated against. Picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times. Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behind. All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans explodin'. Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin'. Not takin' nothin' from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'. Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and takin' names in the evenin'. Leaving with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth. See they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out. Look at me now I betcha probably sick of me now. Ain't you mama? I 'ma make you look so ridiculous now. I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet. One more time. I said "I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin out my closet ha". I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it. So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it. I'm a expose it I'll take you back to '73. Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD. I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months. My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch. 'Cause he split I wonder if he even kissed my goodbye. No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die. I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leaving her side. Even if I hated Kim I'd grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work wit her. At least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes. But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face 'em today. What I did was stupid no doubt it was dumb. But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun. 'Cause I'd of killed 'em shit I would've shot Kim and them both. It's my life I'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show. I'm sorry mama I Never meant to hurt you. I Never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet. One more time. I said "I'm sorry mama I Never meant to hurt you. I Never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet ha". Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition. Take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissin'. But put yourself in my position just try to envision. Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen. Bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin'. Goin' through public housin' systems victim of Munchausen's syndrome. My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't. 'Til I grew up now I blew up it makes you sick to ya stomach doesn't it?. Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?. So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?. But guess what ya gettin' older now and it's cold when yaw lonely. And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's going to know that you're phony. And Hailie's getting' so big now you should see her she's beautiful. But you'll never see her she won't even be at your funeral. See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Screw this song keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get. You selfish bitch I hope you fuckin' burn in Hell for this shit. Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?. Well guess what I am dead dead to you as can be!. I'm sorry mama I never meant to hurt you. I Never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet. One more time. I said "I'm sorry mama I Never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry. But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet"