The Way l 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 song “The Way I Am” by Eminem is a song about his frustrations with society, particularly with the media and fans who don’t understand him. The beginning of the song portrays Eminem as someone who uses weed to provide him with the confidence needed to make outrageous and wild music. We learn that he is someone who is known for his provocative lyrics and that this is something that comes naturally to him. He also talks about how his music is therapeutic as it relieves his tension.


However, he becomes more serious as he describes how he feels like a target of the media and how they're constantly pointing the blame at him. Even though he is frustrated with his fame and popularity, he doesn’t want to compromise on the type of music he makes to please mainstream audiences. Eminem is also not afraid to call out individuals who have bullied him in the past.


The chorus emphasizes that he is who he is, no matter what people say about him. He's too stubborn to change himself, regardless of how the media tries to portray him as evil or criminal. He’s thankful for his fans but feels suffocated by the constant attention and wishes he could be alone. The song ends with the same chorus, emphasizing that he will always be himself regardless of anyone’s expectations.


Line by Line Meaning

Man, whatever
I don't care, let's move on


Dre just let it run
Dr. Dre is producing my album, let's trust his judgment


Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Can you make the instrumental louder, please?


Ayo, this song is for anyone
This song is for anyone who can relate


Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
Stop talking and pay attention


I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
I am smoking weed to relieve stress


Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
This marijuana helps me become the most intimidating rapper


The most meanest MC on this—on this Earth
I am the most aggressive rapper in the world


And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
From birth, I've had a tendency to use foul language


And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
I say crazy and unconventional things, but it works for me


And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension
My music is successful and helps me cope with stress


Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
I am releasing my stress through the lyrics I write


That's been eating me recently off of this chest
I have been holding onto this stress for too long


And I rest again peacefully
After releasing my stress, I can finally relax


But at least have the decency in you
Please show me some respect


To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
If you see me in public, don't bother me


In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
Especially when I'm spending time with my child


To not come and speak to me, I don't know you
I don't want strangers approaching me


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


I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not a boy band member, and I don't fit your narrow-minded stereotypes


I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me
I am not always nice, especially if provoked


My tank is on empty, no patience is in me
I am running out of patience


And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air
If you upset me, I will physically harm you


I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
I don't care who witnesses me attacking you


Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
If you want to take legal action, go ahead and try


I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I will be confident in court and will even help you if needed


I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean
I'm exhausted by people who don't understand me


But that's all I can be, it's just me
I can only be myself


And I am whatever you say I am
I am perceived as whatever people want to think of me


If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
I wouldn't claim to be something that I'm not


In the paper, the news, every day I am
I am constantly in the media's spotlight


Radio won't even play my jam
My music is often censored or ignored by mainstream radio


'Cause I am whatever you say I am
People's perception of me shapes my image


I don't know, it's just the way I am
I can't change who I am


Sometimes I just feel like my father
I have moments where I resemble my dad


I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense
I hate dealing with all of this drama


It's constant, and, "Oh, it's his lyrical content
People often criticize me for my controversial lyrics


The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses."
Even my hit songs receive negative reactions


And all of this controversy circles me
I am constantly surrounded by controversy


And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
I feel like I am always held accountable for everything


So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
I fire back at the media, but not in a subtle way


Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
I am giving the middle finger to the media


When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
When you're fed up with others' opinions


With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too
I am tired of the media's lies and hypocrisy


When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school
When a student retaliates against their bullies with violence


And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
The media often blames these tragedies on external factors


Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!
The media overlooks the role of the shooter's upbringing and parental figures


Middle America, now it's a tragedy
This type of violence is becoming more common in everyday America


Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city havin' this happening
Even wealthy cities are not immune to school shootings


Then attack Eminem ‘cause I rap this way
The media often blames me and my music for such tragedies


But I'm glad, ‘cause they feed me the fuel that I need
I use their negative reactions as motivation for my music


For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned
I am using their fuel to reignite my passion for music


I'm so sick and tired of being admired
I don't want to be praised or idolized anymore


That I wish that I would just die or get fired
Sometimes I wish I could escape the fame and attention


And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables
I want to be released from my record label and the lies surrounding me


I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
I feel like I can't replicate the success of my earlier songs


And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation
I don't want to be limited to making mainstream music


To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations
I want my music to be played on rock stations, not just pop ones


And I just do not got the patience
I am out of patience


To deal with these cocky Caucasians
I am tired of dealing with white people who act superior


Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
People assume that I am trying to act black because I hold my crotch while rapping


'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
My mannerisms are often misinterpreted as imitation


So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
The media keeps asking me the same questions over and over


What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
They want to know details about my upbringing that are irrelevant to my music


The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
They want to know every possible detail about me


'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
They make me so frustrated that I want to pull my hair out


'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it
Their constant questioning is causing me to go insane


I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit
The stress is causing me to be restless


And I'm thankful for every fan that I get
I appreciate my fans and their loyalty


But I can't take a shit
I can't even use the bathroom in peace


In the bathroom without someone standing by it
Someone is always waiting outside the bathroom for me


No, I won't sign you an autograph
I am tired of being asked for autographs


You can call me an asshole, I'm glad
People can insult me, but I won't let their criticisms bring me down




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Marshall B Mathers

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@snakeeyes2551

If I had to choose my top 10 favorite Eminem songs they would be.
1. Not Afraid
2. Lose Yourself
3. When I'm Gone
4. Till I Collapse
5. Mockingbird
6. The Real Slim Shady
7. My Name Is
8. The Way I Am
9. Love the Way You Lie
10. No Love



@wisnu7402

The Way I Am





Whatever...

Dre, just let it run

Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit

Aiyyo... this song is for anyone... fuck it

Just shut up and listen, aiyyo...



I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags 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 (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

Do not come and speak to me (speak to me)...

I don't know you and no,

I don't owe you a motherfucking 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 tick me my tank is on empty (is on empty)...

No patience is in me and if you offend me

I'm lifting you 10 feet (lifting you 10 feet)... in the air

I don't care who was there and who saw me destroy 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 (of all you)...

I don't mean to be mean, but that's all I can be is just me



[Chorus:]

And I am, whatever you say I am

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the paper, the news everyday 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 everyday 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 (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 (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

Having this happening (this happening)...

Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way (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



[Chorus:]

And I am, whatever you say I am

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the paper, the news everyday 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 everyday 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 pop-py sensation

That got me rotation at rock'n'roll stations

And I just do not got the patience (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 (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 tearing it out

'Cause they driving me crazy (driving me crazy)... I can't take it

I'm racing, I'm pacing, 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 your autograph

You can call me an asshole I'm glad



[Chorus:]

'Cause I am, whatever you say I am

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?

In the paper, the news everyday 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 everyday I am

I don't know, it's just the way I am



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@gamingsvlogs7514

For guys listening in 2060, this guy was a legend. A genius.

@plan42b

I agree, BUT, t*ump silenced him.
Shame Em....let us down...

@xycfabicyx2376

Hey how are u?

@lyzedekiel8957

Don't think people still going to be on Youtube

@gamingsvlogs7514

@@xycfabicyx2376 Fine. :)

@evan.eats.babies

@@plan42b t*ump 🤣🤣🤣

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@tequilaxoxoxo

When he dissed his own fans, but we still fucking love him.

@themadclown9129

Unless he says fuck trump then his fans get all butthurt

@ceilingeye

Because we know he’s right

@umumgiey8062

Those are all true fans who didnt say fck u after this

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