So Far.
Eminem Lyrics


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I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty, gasket just blew

This always happens, thirty minutes from home
Gotta lay a log cabin, only option I have is McDonald's bathroom
In a public stall, dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my goddamn autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
"Thanks, dawg, name's Todd, a big fan"
I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and
Told him, "Todd, you're the shit" when's all of this crap end?
Can't pump my gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the fucking trash
Without someone passing through my sub', harassing
I'd count my blessings, but I suck at math
I'd rather wallow than bask, sufferin' succotash
But the antacid, it gives my stomach gas
When I mix my corn with my fucking mashed
Potatoes, so what? Ho, kiss my country bumpkin ass
Missouri Southern roots, what the fuck is upper-class?
Call lunch dinner, call dinner supper
Tupperware in the cupboard, plasticware up the ass
Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that?
B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass

Maybe that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still won't change
Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)

They call me classless, I heard that, I second and third that
Don't know what the fuck I'd doing if it weren't rap
Probably be a giant turd-sack
But I blew, never turned back
Turned forty and still sag
Teenagers act more fucking mature, Jack
Fuck you gonna say to me?
I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work has
I get to meet famous people, look at her, dag
Her nylons ran, her skirt's snagged
And I heard she drag-races, swag
Tuck in my Hanes shirt tag
You're Danica Patrick (yeah) work, skag
We'd be the perfect match
'Cause you're a vacuum, I'm a dirtbag
My apologies, no disrespect to technology
But what the heck is all of these buttons?
You expect me to sit here and learn that?
Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda?
Be an expert at computers?
I'd rather be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a Playstation
I'm still on my first man on some from Zelda
Nintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, stab and I melt the
Mozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on bread
Make a sandwich with Welch's and belch
They say this spray butter's bad for my health, but
I think this poor white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Fred Sanford and welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I
Managed to dwell within these parameters
Still cramming the shelves full of Hamburger Helper
I can't even help it, this is the hand I was dealt, a
Creature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter
With all these pet peeves
Goddammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphones
I can't go anywhere, I get so mad I could yell, the
Other day someone got all elaborant
And stuck a head from a fuckin' dead cat in my mailbox
Went to Burger King, they spit on my onion rings
I think my karma is catching up with me

Maybe that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still won't change
Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)

Got friends on Facebook, all over the world
Not sure what that means, they tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaque
I'd hang it up, but the frame is all cracked

I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully nobody notices me
In produce hunched over, giant nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle
By the frozen yogurt this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with Hova
The show's over, I'm hiding in Kroeger buying groceries
He just had front-row seats, told me to sign this poster
Then insults me, "Wow, up close didn't know you had crow's feet"
I'm at a crossroads, lost, still shopping at Costco
Sloppy Joe's, bulk waffles
Got caught picking my nose, ah
Look over see these two hot hoes
Finger still up one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck at the light
The fucking shit's taking forever to change
It's stuck, these bitches are loving it, rubbing it in
Chuckling, couldn't do nothing, play it off
"What you bumping? Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better," fucking bitch
They want me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to it
The pressure, they want me to follow up with another one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted, but what good is a fucking recovery if I fumble it?
'Cause I'ma drop the ball if I don't get a grip
Hopping on shrubbery on you sons of bitches
Wrong subdivision to fuck with, bitch
Quit snapping fucking pictures of my kids
I love my city, but you push me to the limit, what a pity
The shit I complain about
It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out
Kool-Aid stain on the couch, I'll never get it out
But bitch, I got an elevator in my house
Ants and a mouse, I'm living the dream

Maybe that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still won't change
Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need




I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's "So Far..." speak to the rapper's inner conflict between his accomplishments and his continued struggles. He opens with a paradox, describing his lavish lifestyle but admitting that he prefers to sleep on the couch. He states that he's optimistic but his constant car trouble leaves him feeling defeated. The song goes on to express his frustration with fans who harass him while he's trying to use a public bathroom and his dismay with modern technology that makes him feel outdated. He is tired of the pressures of the music industry, and he is at a crossroads in his career, unsure if he can continue to satisfy the demands of his label.


Through his lyrics, Eminem expresses his love for his hometown of Detroit, which has inspired much of his music. His struggles continue to motivate him, despite his success, and he acknowledges that he will never turn his back on the city that made him. The song ends with Eminem stating that life has been good to him so far, despite his struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

I own a mansion, but live in a house
Despite owning a large, expensive home, I choose to live in a smaller, less extravagant house.


A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
Although I have a big, comfortable bed, I prefer to sleep on the couch.


I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
I try to remain positive and optimistic about life.


But my tank is half empty, gasket just blew
Despite my positive outlook, I am struggling and dealing with personal issues.


This always happens, thirty minutes from home
I often encounter problems or inconveniences when I am close to my home.


Gotta lay a log cabin, only option I have is McDonald's bathroom
I need to use the restroom urgently and the only available option is the bathroom at McDonald's.


In a public stall, dropping a football
I am using a public restroom and passing a large stool.


So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
Whenever someone enters the bathroom, I feel embarrassed and try to hide what I am doing.


"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
Someone recognizes me and greets me but I am preoccupied with using the bathroom.


And you're asking me for my goddamn autograph on a napkin?
Despite being in a vulnerable situation, someone asks me for my autograph on a napkin.


Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue
I make an excuse to avoid signing the autograph by claiming that I am out of toilet paper.


Can't pump my gas without causing an accident
I struggle with performing basic tasks like pumping gas without encountering problems or mishaps.


Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the fucking trash
Even simple chores like taking out the trash or mowing the lawn are difficult for me to do.


Without someone passing through my sub', harassing
I am constantly bothered or harassed by people in my neighborhood or community.


I'd count my blessings, but I suck at math
Although I try to remain grateful for my blessings, I struggle with doing so.


I'd rather wallow than bask, sufferin' succotash
I tend to dwell on negative aspects and feel sorry for myself rather than focusing on the positive.


But the antacid, it gives my stomach gas
Medication I take to alleviate my physical discomfort has unwanted side effects.


When I mix my corn with my fucking mashed
I eat certain foods that don't mix well and cause me physical discomfort.


Potatoes, so what? Ho, kiss my country bumpkin ass
I embrace my rural, southern roots and don't feel ashamed of them.


Missouri Southern roots, what the fuck is upper-class?
I come from a working-class background and am not familiar with or interested in the values of the upper-class.


Call lunch dinner, call dinner supper
I use different terminology for meals than what is common or traditional.


Tupperware in the cupboard, plasticware up the ass
I keep various containers and utensils around my home, but in a disorganized or unconventional way.


Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that?
I am not up-to-date with current technology and prefer to use older or more traditional methods of listening to music.


B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn ass
I am committed to my hip-hop roots and don't easily change my preferences or opinions.


Maybe that's why I feel so strange, got it all, but I still won't change
I have achieved success and financial stability, yet I still feel a sense of dissatisfaction or unease.


It's the motivation that keeps me going, this is the inspiration I need
My love for my hometown of Detroit and its culture provides me with the passion and inspiration I need to keep going.


They call me classless, I heard that, I second and third that
Critics accuse me of lacking sophistication, and although I value their opinions, I agree with them.


Probably be a giant turd-sack, but I blew, never turned back
If I hadn't become a successful rapper, I might have lived a life of mediocrity, but I took a chance and succeeded.


Teenagers act more fucking mature, Jack, fuck you gonna say to me?
Despite being an adult, I struggle to act in a mature manner and am self-aware of this.


I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm going berzerk
I am determined to remain in control of my career and personal decisions, even if that means I lose my temper.


My nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work has
Although my career comes with challenges and difficulties, I appreciate the benefits and rewards it provides.


Finger still up one of my nostrils
I am caught absent-mindedly picking my nose in public.


They say this spray butter's bad for my health, but
Despite knowing that a particular food item is unhealthy, I continue to consume it.


Jed Clampett, Fred Sanford and welfare mentality helps to
I identify with television characters who come from humble backgrounds and struggle financially.


Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I
I try to remain humble and avoid becoming too indulgent or extravagant with my wealth.


Still cramming the shelves full of Hamburger Helper
I continue to eat inexpensive and processed foods despite my financial success.


I can't even help it, this is the hand I was dealt
Despite my achievements, I still feel constrained by my past experiences and upbringing.


A creature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter
I have a tendency to stick to routines and patterns, and this makes me feel restricted or confined.


Goddammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphones
People constantly taking photos with their phones annoys me and feels invasive.


I'm at a crossroads, lost, still shopping at Costco
Despite my success, I feel unsure about my future and am still shopping at a discount retailer.


The fucking shit's taking forever to change
I become frustrated when events or situations do not change as quickly or smoothly as I would like.


Wrong subdivision to fuck with, bitch
I will not hesitate to defend myself or my family if provoked or threatened.


Quit snapping fucking pictures of my kids
I feel protective and territorial over my privacy and the privacy of my children.


I love my city, but you push me to the limit, what a pity
Although I am proud of and committed to my hometown, I also feel frustrated and impatient with its faults and challenges.


It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out
Even when things appear to be going well or on track, I still feel burdened or weighed down by problems and issues.


Kool-Aid stain on the couch, I'll never get it out
I am resigned to living with or accepting imperfections or flaws, such as a stain on my furniture.


But bitch, I got an elevator in my house
Despite having flaws or imperfections, I am proud of the successes and luxuries that I have achieved.


Ants and a mouse, I'm living the dream
Although I may deal with pests or other small problems, I am still grateful and content with my life overall.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
Written by: Joe Fidler Walsh, Marshall B. Mathers, Jesse Bonds Jr Weaver

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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

Greatest of all time

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