Lyrics

[Skit: Eminem & GPS] Paul, yo, um So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone Um (Turn right) No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin' says something fucked up about me But I will say this, I was reading some comments last night about, like (Turn right), what people are fuckin' saying about Revival And uh Yo, this Yahoo motherfucker, whatever the fuck his name is, said I rhy—literally said I rhymed "rhymes" with "chimes" "Sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pen rhymes" (Turn right) Like, you don't understand I'm rhyming the entire fuckin' sentence, you fuckin' moron? (In 100 feet, turn left) It's my fault 'cause you're fuckin' stupid But I swear to God, this motherfucker lives in Michigan and I think I figured out his address And I'm on my way to his fuckin' house right now (Turn left) I'll hit you back later