The Monster
Eminem - stafaband.co Lyrics

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
I have accepted the part of me that holds fear, anxiety, and negative thoughts

Get along with the voices inside of my head
I have learned to manage and accept the inner conversations that go on in my mind

You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
Please stop trying to rescue me and accept that this is who I am

And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)
You might think I am not normal or reasonable, but this is my reality

I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
I craved public attention but not the criticism that came with it

Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
I understand that I cannot be picky in what comes with fame

Wanted to receive attention for my music
I desired recognition and acknowledgment for my talents and creations

Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
I wished to have privacy in public spaces and be able to live a normal life

For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
I desired the best of both worlds and the benefits that come with each

Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
Being famous made me egotistical and self-centered

When I blew, see, but it was confusing
My success was overwhelming, and I struggled to navigate it

'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
I wanted to be the ultimate master of the rap game and have complete control

Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
I used the power of words and language to express my emotions and vent my frustrations

Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
I was fortunate to have hit it big and became successful

But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
Although I achieved success, I had to sacrifice a lot to get there, and it came with its own set of challenges

It was like winnin' a used mink
I was not entirely satisfied with the rewards of my success

Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
Even though I am successful, I still struggle with my inner demons and emotional issues

I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
I am unable to sleep at night, counting sheep does not work

Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
I am slowly losing my sanity and going crazy like the famous rapper Kool Keith

But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm
I am more unusual or eccentric than what people imagine or perceive of me

Now, I ain't much of a poet
I am not highly skilled in the art of poetry

But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
I have been advised to make the most out of my opportunities

And don't squander it
I have been advised not to waste or throw away my opportunities

'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
Life is uncertain, and everything can come to an end suddenly

So I keep conjurin'
I continue to create and imagine to come up with new things

Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
I am curious about the origin of my thoughts and ideas at times

Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
Reflecting and considering things can be beneficial

No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
It's no surprise that my mind is going crazy, given how random and unpredictable my thoughts can be

Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
This is just a playful remark with no significant meaning

I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
My mind is meandering and taking unexpected paths

And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
This is a reference to a TV interventionist named Jeff VanVonderen, which means that I need professional help

'Cause I need an interventionist
I need someone to step in and assist me in resolving my issues

To intervene between me and this monster
I need someone to intervene between me and my inner demon or monster

And save me from myself and all this conflict
I need saving from my self-destructive behavior and conflicting emotions

'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
My love for creating music and performing is slowly destroying me

And I can't conquer it
I am unable to overcome my struggles on my own

My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
My obsessive-compulsive disorder is affecting my mental state and causing it to deteriorate

Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I feel empty and lost, like I am going through life in a daze

I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
I am simply repeating what my inner voice is telling me

Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
Don't blame me, I am not the problem. I am only trying to stay friends with the negative thoughts in my head

Call me crazy, but I have this vision
People might think I'm insane, but I have a strong belief in my ideas and goals

One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
I dream of the day when I can lead a quiet and normal life without the burden of fame

But until then, drums get killed and
Until that time comes, I'll keep making music and thriving in my career

I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I am challenging other rappers and taking them out one by one in a battle

I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
I'll bring back the old days of collaborating with Dr. Dre for a hit song

Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
I'll give every person who has felt left out and unimportant a sense of empowerment

And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I'll provide them with something to say to those who have bullied and played them

I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
I'm not here to rescue anyone, but I try to be a positive influence.

But if one kid out of a hundred million
If my music can inspire just one person out of millions, that will be enough for me

Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
If my music can connect with someone who is facing difficulties and makes them feel understood, that's a huge accomplishment

It's payback, Russell Wilson
This line is a reference to NFL quarterback Russell Wilson, implying that it's payback for all the struggles and hardships that I've faced

Falling way back in the draft
This means that I was overlooked and underestimated, just like how Russell Wilson was in the draft

Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Even though I had nothing and faced rejection, I managed to turn it around and become successful

Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
I am capable of turning something ordinary or worthless into something valuable and remarkable

Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Rumpelstiltskin is a reference to a fairy tale character known for his ability to spin hay into gold. Here, it is a playful reference to my own ability to turn difficult situations into opportunities. The part about a haystack alludes to the fact that it's a difficult task.

Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
This is a self-aware acknowledgment that I might need professional help or guidance to address my struggles

I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
I accept and embrace my own quirks, even if others might perceive me as insane or crazy

It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
This line is unfinished but simply reiterates that I am still in good terms with the monster inside of me