EMINEM - Cleaning Out My Closet (2002)

Background information
Birth name: Marshall Bruce Mathers III. Also known as M&MSlim Shady
Born: October 17, 1972 (1972-10-17) (age 36)St. Joseph, Missouri, United States
Origin: Detroit, Michigan, United States
Genre(s): Hip hop, rap rock, horrorcore
Occupation(s): Rapper, producer, actor, musician, songwriter
Years active: 1996—present
Label(s): Bassmint, Mashin' Duck, Web, Interscope, Aftermath, Shady
Associated acts: Dr. Dre,D12, 50 Cent, Shady Records, Dido
Website: http://www.eminem.com/

Eminem quickly gained popularity in 1999 with his major-label debut album The Slim Shady LP. The following album, The Marshall Mathers LP, became the fastest-selling hip hop album in history, followed by an increasing amount of popularity, critical praise, as well as controversy.

Cleanin' Out My Closet is a song by American rapper Eminem released in 2002.In the song, Eminem introspectively examines his life reflecting on such topics as his troubled childhood, marital conflicts, and resentful feud with his mother. Eminem underscores his animosity towards her by chanting a hauntingly sarcastic apology in the chorus, claiming "I never meant to hurt you".
Also in the song, he describes how others protest to his lyrics. He expresses the anger that he feels towards his family and how he is better off without them now, and goes on to reassure his audience that his words regarding his mother are not done for the sake of public attention ("now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition"). "Cleaning out my closet", he was regarding to taking out his anger.




Eminem Cleanin out my Closet

Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones,
there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'...

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 is the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind,
all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin',
tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin',
not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as i'm breathin',
keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' 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 mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now...

[CHORUS]
I'm sorry mama,
I never meant to hurt you,
I never meant to make you cry,
but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet,
(one more time),
I said I'm sorry mama,
I never meant to hurt you,
I never meant to make you cry,
but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet...

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it,
so before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, I'ma expose it,
I'll take you back to '73, before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' Cd,
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months,
my faggot father must have had his pennies up in a bunch,
cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,
no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die,
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side,
even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try,
to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes
but I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them today,
what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb,
but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun,
cause I'd a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both,
it's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show...

[CHORUS]

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition,
take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin',
but put yourself in my position, just try to envision
witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen,
bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shits missin',
going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome,
my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up,
now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it,
wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for me, ma,
so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma,
but guess what, your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely,
and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonna know that your phoney,
and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful,
but you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral,
see what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong, bitch,
do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom,
but how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get,
you selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit,
remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me,
well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be...

[CHORUS]