lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
lets pretend things would have been no different
pretend he procrastinated had no motivation pretend
he just made excuses that were so paper thin
they could blow away with the wind Marshall you're never
gonna make it makes no sense to play the game there ain't
no way that you'll win. pretend he just stayed outside
all day and played with his friends pretend he even had
a friend to say was his friend,and it wasn't time to move
and schools were changing again he wasn't socially
awkward and just strange as a kid
he had a father and his mother wasn't crazy as shit and
 he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit
Fuck a talent show in a gymnasium bitch you won't amount
to shit quit daydreaming kid. you need to get your
cranium checked you thinking like
an alien it just ain't realistic
now pretend they ain't just make him angry with this
shit and there was no one he could even aim when he's
pissed it and his alarm went off to wake him off but he
didn't make it to the rap Olympics left to his plane and
he missed it he's gon' have a hard time explaining to
Hailey and laney these food stamps and this wick shit
cuz he never risked shit he hopes and he wished it
but it didn't fall in his lap so he ain't even here
He pretends that airplanes in the night sky are like
shooting stars.