[Intro: Eminem] No! Yeah.. Look... [Verse 1: MC Senich] If I would go and shit about the crap that's gettin' sipped Depression and despair would grow on hips and in the end it'll flow on me Put a little Vicodin in that molotov, maybe it'll blow and cut the wrists And block the kicks, not getting kicks anymore so fuck to it He still wants me to be...Learn More