Traded peace for the sorrow that I swallow
Bottle after bottle, like the role models that I hallow
Feeling like a seedless avocado
Traded peace for the sorrow that I swallow
Bottle after bottle, like the role models that I hallow
Feeling like a seedless avocado
[Eminem at [arguably] his best.]
Serial killer hiding murder material in a cereal box on top of your stereo
[Also inspired by the lyrics "With black clouds storming / I walk without umbrellas into these woods / Don't need 'em because the mighty trees above will shelter me good / I'm eating berries from bushes of the heavenly good" from "First in Flight."]
Cleaning out the digestive tract of hip hop like cranberries
[R.I.P.]
I smash mics like cornbread
You can't kill me, I was born dead
I went into a store, to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped in a girl, her name was Mona (what?), Mona Lisa
[Because it's "[A Roller Skating Jam Named] Saturday[s]."]
I'm iced out like a glass of tea
Better yet, oatmeal cookies, y'all just rookies to me