The Way I Am
Eminem Lyrics


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Man, whatever
Dre just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo

I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension
Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
That's been eating me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me
My tank is on empty, no patience is in me
And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me

And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense
It's constant, and, "Oh, it's his lyrical content
The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses"
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too
When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!
Middle America, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city havin' this happening
Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned

And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

I'm so sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation
To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan that I get
But I can't take a shit
In the bathroom without someone standing by it
No, I won't sign you an autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm glad

'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?




In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

Overall Meaning

The Way I Am by Eminem is a song about his struggles with fame and the media's perception of him. He talks about the pressure that fame puts on him, and how he doesn't want to be bothered with all the nonsense. He also discusses how the media seems to always point the finger at him, even when things are not his fault. Throughout the song, he talks about how he is tired of being admired and how he wishes he could just be left alone. One of the recurring themes of the song is that Eminem is going to be who he is, no matter what anyone else says.


The first verse talks about how Eminem needs weed to help him be the most meanest MC on Earth. He discusses how he's been cursed with the curse to just blurt out bizarre and berserk things. Throughout the song, he talks about how he's not going to change who he is for anyone else. He's not going to be Mr. N'Sync, he's not going to be Mr. Friendly, he's just going to be himself.


The second verse discusses how the media is always attacking him, but he doesn't care. He uses the example of a school shooting and how people blame it on Marilyn Manson and heroin, but not on the parents. He mentions how the media feeds him the fuel he needs to keep creating music and be himself. He talks about how he's sick of all the admiration and wishes he could just be left alone. But at the end of the day, he is who he is, and he's not going to change for anyone.


Line by Line Meaning

Man, whatever
I don't care about your opinions or judgments


Dre just let it run
Dr. Dre, let the music play


Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Hey, increase the volume of the instrumental


Ayo, this song is for anyone
Hey, this song is relatable to anyone


Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
Forget it, be quiet and pay attention


I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
I relax with a pack of rolling papers and a bag of marijuana


Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
This marijuana gives me the inspiration to


The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
Be the most aggressive and skilled rapper on this planet


And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
Since I was born, I've been burdened with the tendency to swear


And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And express this outrageous and strange content that resonates


And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension
And it sells, and it serves as a coping mechanism for my stress


Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
Delivering these lyrics, releasing this stress


That's been eating me recently off of this chest
That has been consuming my thoughts lately


And I rest again peacefully
And I find inner peace once again


But at least have the decency in you
But at least possess some basic courtesy inside of you


To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
To not bother me, when you strange individuals spot me outside


In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
In public when I'm having a meal or taking care of my child


To not come and speak to me, I don't know you
To not approach me and try to start a conversation, I am unfamiliar with you


And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
And no, I don't owe you anything at all


I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not like the boy band N'Sync, I'm not who your friends perceive


I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me
I'm not a nice guy, I can be rude if you provoke me


My tank is on empty, no patience is in me
I have no energy left, I am completely out of patience


And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air
And if you insult me, I'm taking you up in the air ten feet high


I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
I don't care about the witnesses who saw me punch you


Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
Go ahead, hire a lawyer and file a lawsuit against me


I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'll smirk in the courtroom and pay for your legal fees


I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean
I'm exhausted by all of you, I don't intend to be cruel


But that's all I can be, it's just me
But that's the only way I know how to be, it's just who I am


And I am whatever you say I am
I am whatever you label me as


If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
If I wasn't what you claim, why would I proclaim it myself?


In the paper, the news, every day I am
In the media, newspapers, every day I am portrayed


Radio won't even play my jam
Radio stations refuse to broadcast my song


'Cause I am whatever you say I am
Because I am whatever you believe me to be


I don't know, it's just the way I am
I don't know, it's simply my nature and personality


Sometimes I just feel like my father
At times, I simply feel like my own father


I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense
I despise being troubled by all of this foolishness


It's constant, and, 'Oh, it's his lyrical content
It's incessant, and oh, they criticize my creative lyrics


The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses'
My song 'Guilty Conscience' has received negative reactions


And all of this controversy circles me
And all of this controversy surrounds me


And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
And it appears that the media quickly blames me


So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Thus, I retaliate against them, but not by using my index or pinkie finger


Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
Not the ring finger or thumb either, it's the middle finger we raise


When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
When you don't care, when you refuse to tolerate


With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too
With the nonsense they try to pull, because they are also deceitful


When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school
When a guy experiences bullying and resorts to a school shooting


And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
And they attribute the blame to Marilyn Manson and heroin


Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!
Where were the parents during the incident? Look at the current situation!


Middle America, now it's a tragedy
In middle America, it has become a disaster


Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city havin' this happening
Now it's disheartening to witness an affluent city experiencing such events


Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way
Then they criticize Eminem because of my style of rapping


But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need
But I'm glad because they provide me with the motivation I require


For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned
For the passion to ignite, and it's currently ablaze, and I have made a comeback


I'm so sick and tired of being admired
I'm extremely exhausted of being idolized


That I wish that I would just die or get fired
To the point where I wish for my own demise or loss of my career


And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables
And being removed from my record label, let's stop with the lies


I'm not gonna be able to top on 'My Name Is'
I won't be able to surpass the success of my song 'My Name Is'


And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation
And stereotyped into being a generic pop artist


To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations
To get me regular airplay on rock and roll radio stations


And I just do not got the patience
And I simply don't have the patience


To deal with these cocky Caucasians
To handle these arrogant white individuals


Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
Who believe I'm a white person trying to imitate African American culture


'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
Because I speak with a particular accent and engage in provocative behavior


So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
So they continuously ask me the same damn questions


What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
Which school did I attend, which neighborhood did I originate from


The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
The reasons, the individuals, the what, when, where, and how


'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
Until I start pulling my hair and tearing it out


'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it
Because they are driving me insane, I can't handle it


I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit
I'm speeding, I'm walking back and forth, I alternate between standing and sitting


And I'm thankful for every fan that I get
And I am grateful for every supporter that I gain


But I can't take a shit
However, I can't even use the restroom


In the bathroom without someone standing by it
In the bathroom without someone waiting outside


No, I won't sign you an autograph
No, I won't give you my signature


You can call me an asshole, I'm glad
You can label me as a jerk, I'm pleased




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Marshall B. III Mathers

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@YekaYeptho

Man, whatever
Dre just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo

I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this—on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension
Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
That's been eating me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me
My tank is on empty, no patience is in me
And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me

And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense
It's constant, and, "Oh, it's his lyrical content
The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses."
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too
When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!
Middle America, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city havin' this happening
Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned

And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am

I'm so sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation
To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan that I get
But I can't take a shit
In the bathroom without someone standing by it
No, I won't sign you an autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm glad

'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, every day I am
I don't know, it's just the way I am



All comments from YouTube:

@nicholasgill9182

Like seriously, this has to be one of the greatest rap albums and singles in history

@KHayes666

There wasn't a white kid in America who DIDNT have this cd in the spring of 2000. I can't think of any album in my lifetime that had that much of a cultural impact on so many different types of kids. Even gothic kids had this cd

@filmmonster90

yes and no eminem just has the best rap albums so yes its in the top 10 rap songs

@JustinBobby-di9zt

It's also the social context of the time thats reflected in the lyrical content of the song that made this such a hit. Not only is it good in its own right at the time Eminem was easily one of the most famous people if not the most famous person in the world.

@peacefulguy4145

You know your in a mood when you're listening to this song on repeat lol

@isaiahserna2811

Guess I am cuz I been listening to this for a week straight lmao

@peacefulguy4145

@Isaiah Serna lol

@honeybadger2206

It’s one of those beats you can just hear on a loop

@blablabarb

@PeacefulGuy qqqqqq

@peacefulguy4145

@blablabarb hi, I don't get it lol

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