Cleaing Out My Closet - Eminem

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against
I have I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherf**king kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking a** in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma
I'm make you look so ridiculous now
I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet one more time
I said I'm sorry momma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet