Yo I got this problem what rhymes with orange ummm range how long will it take you motherfuckers to guess how famous I’ll be in ten years I’ll be on top of the billboard charts winning Grammys selling platinum records maybe even some diamonds I wear ‘em all around my neck like a neck medallion I cuss at the wind nothing makes me happy I want it all or just a car to ride around in so I can be free my mental illness is driving me crazy I think I heard someone who wasn’t there speak I’m seeing hallucinations I have delusions I’m Marshall Mathers please forgive me for these insensitive lyrics just trying to be rich and famous on the prime time news on tv without killing somebody I got plenty of women who think I’m cute I want to perform in front of thousands of fans hear them screaming my name I got ambitions none of them are secret