Time Of My Life
Eminem Lyrics


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My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

Yeah, 03, I went from plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
'Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the buginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
Motherfucking wall with three thousand volts of electrucity
Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about just saying
"Mother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!"
'Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles with

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy
Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift, God-given, like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking thing livin'

My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go




Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "The Day I Died" by Eminem ft. 50 Cent speaks about the struggles and challenges in the lives of both artistes. Throughout the song, Eminem reflects on his experience of going from "plain filthy to filthy rich" while accepting that his newfound success hasn't brought him the happiness he once thought. He talks about the friends who betrayed him and raps about his frustrations with the industry. 50 Cent adds to the narrative, discussing how he's sharpening his knife to seek revenge.


The lyrics of the song demonstrate the weight of fame and the price that comes with it. Despite their success, both Eminem and 50 Cent feel trapped and disillusioned with life. They can't run away or escape the cycle of their personal and professional lives. The hook repeats the phrase, "My life, my life makes me want to run away, there's no place to go." This reflects the yearning for an escape from their challenging lives but their inability to find one. Ultimately, the song's message is about the isolation that comes with celebrity and the high pressure of maintaining success.


Line by Line Meaning

My life, my life
The singer's life and experiences are the subject of the following lines


Makes me wanna run away
The singer is overwhelmed and wants to escape their current situation


There's no place to go
There is no clear solution or escape for the singer's problems


All the confusion
The artist is experiencing mental and emotional chaos


It's an illusion like a movie
The artist feels like their problems aren't real or are exaggerated, like a cinematic illusion


Got nowhere to go
The singer is stuck in their situation with no clear path forward


Nowhere to run and hide
The singer cannot avoid their problems and must confront them head-on


No matter how hard I try
The artist has attempted to find a way out or a solution, but nothing has worked


Yeah, 03, I went from plain filthy to filthy rich
The artist went from being poor to being extremely wealthy in 2003


Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
The artist's experiences have caused them to be wary of women and their loyalty


I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
The singer attempted to help others succeed, but they were betrayed and treated poorly in return


Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
The artist is angry and resentful towards specific individuals who have mistreated them


Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
The singer believes that the individuals who wronged them may try to change the narrative or deny their actions


'Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
The singer is no longer working with those individuals, and they are not making successful music without the singer's help


I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
The singer has made mistakes and learned many lessons from those experiences


If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
The artist acknowledges that their wealth may have come from unethical means and actions


I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
The artist is fulfilling their purpose as a songwriter and fighting through their struggles


Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
The singer has come from humble beginnings and is now a successful entrepreneur who can navigate difficult situations


What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
The singer is confident in their musical abilities and is proud of their work


This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
The artist sees their music and success as a way to recover from their struggles and make a comeback


While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
The artist is addressing someone else who was self-absorbed and focused on their own success


I was in the fucking sheds sharpening my machete
The artist was working hard and honing their skills while others were resting on their laurels


Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
The singer is motivated by revenge and is preparing to strike back against those who have wronged them


To wolf down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
The artist is using a food metaphor to describe their hunger for revenge


I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
The singer is frustrated that others are oblivious to their actions and the impact they have on others


Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the buginning
The singer has not given up, and their enemies should not think that they have won


He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
The singer is agitated and acting tough, regardless of who they might offend in the process


He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plu~gged in the
The artist is threatening violence and harm against others


Motherfucking wall with three thousand volts of electricity
The artist's violent tendencies are extreme and dangerous


Now take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in each
The singer's threats are detailed and graphic


One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
The singer wants their enemies to understand the full extent of their anger and hatred


That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
The artist is resentful towards those who have expressed their opinions or criticisms of them


I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
The artist has worked extremely hard to achieve their success


Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
The artist is confident in their abilities and warns others against betting against them


Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
The singer is on the brink of a breakdown or rage episode


I'm thinking about just saying
The artist is considering drastic measures, such as quitting or lashing out


"Mother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!"
The singer is singling out 50 Cent as the one person they still trust and have support from


'Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
The singer is driven by their love of music and their need to express themselves


I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
The singer is deeply dedicated to their craft and has poured all of their energy and emotions into it


I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm more trapped
The artist is stuck in a cycle where their music is their escape, but it also reinforces their problems


And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
The artist is struggling to find a way out of their problems and feels like their music only reinforces their isolation


This is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
The singer is stuck in a cycle of negative experiences that are continuing to repeat themselves


Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?
The singer is reflecting on their past and wondering how things could have gone so wrong


Feels like I'm going psycho again
The artist is experiencing mental and emotional turmoil


And I might just blow my lid
The artist is on the verge of losing control and acting out


Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
The artist is regretting their past work and wishes things had turned out differently


'Cause I'm running in circles with
The singer feels like they are stuck in a cycle of negative experiences that they cannot escape from


I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
The artist is struggling to make sense of their situation and is feeling lost and unsure, like they did when they were younger


Sold like forty million records, people forgot what I did
The singer has achieved great success but feels like they are no longer appreciated or recognized for their past work


Maybe this is for me, maybe
The singer is considering the possibility that their struggles are a necessary part of their journey


Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
The singer is questioning whether their current struggles have a larger purpose or meaning


Maybe I'll do it three A.M. in the morning like Shady
The artist is referencing the alter-ego of Eminem, who often raps about his own anger and violence


Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
The artist is referencing violent and dangerous characters to describe their own state of mind


Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick
The singer is confident in their musical abilities and will not tolerate criticism or dismissal of their work


Wrap your head up in plastic, pussy
The singer is threatening violence against those who criticize them


Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
The artist is threatening their enemies with death and decay


It's tragic, it's sad
The artist is acknowledging that their violence and anger is destructive and negative


it's never gonna end, now we number one again
The artist is celebrating their success and their victory over their enemies


With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
The singer is calling out those who resent their success and are filled with negative emotions




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Adam Noah Levine, Curtis Jackson, Herbert Louis Rooney, Larry Darnell Griffin, Marshall Mathers

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