*For Eminem. My idle!*
Grew up in detroit, in the 8 mile...

When I was little I thought love was fake.
But as I grew, I realized it was a mistake...

Half a year has gone by and past,
And I started to think we would'nt last...

Just the other night I asked you to date
Me and then we talked till it was really late...

Through my eyes I have beaten and abused,
But the worst one was when I was used...

Headache killin me with to much pain,
The pain inside you have to touch and gain...

Alright here i go.
I have risen to the top, never actually though...

Today marks a new day. New chance.
To prohibit myself into this dance...

The migraine fills in with overwelming pain,
As he strains to keep up everything and stay sane...

How could I be so stupid? Damn DJ!
Why did you have to stay up all day...

Nearly have a year has past. 6 months gone.
I was alone just singin a lonely song...

What happened a year ago? You remember?
It was the middle of december...