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 Cleanin Out My 
 
 Intro:
 Where's my snare?
 I have no snare  my headphones
 There you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you ever been  or discriminated against?
 I have, I've been protested and  against
 Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at  times
  is the mind, of the mothain' kid that's behind
 All this commotion,  run deep as oceans explodin'
 Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and keep 
 Not takin' nothin' from no  give em hell long as I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names  the evenin'
 Leave them with a  as sour as vinegar in they mouth
 See they can  me, but they'll never figure me out
 Look at  now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
 Ain't  mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
 I'm sorry mama
 I  meant to hurt you
 I  meant make you cry
 But tonight, I'm cleanin'  my closet
 
 One More Time
 
 I said,
 I'm sorry mama
  never meant to hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
 But tonight, I'm cleanin'  my closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some  in my closet
 And I don't know if no one  it
 So before they  me inside my coffin and close it
 Imma expose it, I'll take you  to '73
 Before I ever had a  sellin' CD
 I  a baby maybe I was just a couple of months
 My faggot father must have had his panties up in a 
 'Cause he split, I wonder if  even kissed me goodbye
 No I don't, on second thought I  in' wished he would die
 I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin'  side
 Even  I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I try to make it work
 With her at  for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes
 But  only human but I'm man enough to face 'em today
 What I  was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
 But the smartest shit I did  take the bullets outta that gun
 Cause  killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both
 It's my life,  like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now I would never dis my own mama just to get 
 Take a second to listen for you think  record is dissin'
 But put yourself in my position, just try  envision
 Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the 
 Bitchin' that someone's always going through her purse and shit's 
 Goin' through public housing systems, victim  Munchhausen Syndrome
 My whole life I  made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
 'Til I grew up, now I blew up  makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
  it the reason you made that CD for me, MA?
 So you could try to justify  way you treated me, MA?
 But guess what, your gettin'  now and it's cold when your lonely
 And Nathan's growin' up so  he's gonna know that your phoney
 And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you  see her, she's beautiful
 But you'll never see her, she won't  be at your funeral *hahaha*
 See what hurts me the most, is  won´t admit you was wrong
 Bitch, do ya song, keep  yourself that you was a mom
 But how dare you try to take what you didn't  me to get
  selfish bitch, I hope you in' burn in hell for this shit!
 Remember when Ronnie died and you said you  it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead  you as can be!!