The Monster
Eminem Feat. Rihann Lyrics


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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)

I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
It was like winnin' a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Now, I ain't much of a poet
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
And don't squander it
'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjurin'
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
And I can't conquer it
My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson
Falling way back in the draft
Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)




Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Overall Meaning

"The Monster" by Eminem ft. Rihanna is a song about the internal battle of one's mind while dealing with fame and success. Eminem acknowledges the "monster" that resides within him - the voices inside his head that make him feel crazy at times. He wanted fame but didn't realize how it would affect him mentally. The song talks about his struggles with his own ego, fame, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder that makes him feel like he's losing his mind. The lyrics also illustrate how he loves creating music but hates the attention that comes with its success.


The song's lyrics are significant in the way they address mental health and the impact of fame on one's mental health. The Monster refers to the demons that exist within us - our fears, insecurities, anxieties, and obsessions - that we must confront to evolve and grow as human beings. The monster is not something to be feared but something to be recognized and embraced.


The song portrays the message that we should accept ourselves for who we are and recognize the impact that our thoughts and actions have on our lives. In addition, we must recognize that we cannot always conquer our demons alone, and sometimes we need help from others.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
I have accepted the negative aspects of my personality and am at peace with them.


Get along with the voices inside of my head
I have learned to manage my inner demons and am no longer controlled by them.


You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
Please stop trying to change who I am because I am comfortable with who I am.


And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)
I know that people think I am strange, but that doesn't bother me.


I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
I craved recognition for my talent, but not the excessive media attention that came with it.


Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
I realize that I cannot always get what I want and that I must be grateful for what I have.


Wanted to receive attention for my music
I hoped that people would appreciate my artistic work and talent.


Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
I desired privacy in my public life.


For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
I was conflicted because I wanted to have it all and could not decide what I truly wanted.


Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
My ego grew larger as I became more famous, and it was difficult to stay grounded.


When I blew, see, but it was confusing
When I achieved fame, it was overwhelming and disorienting.


'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
I aspired to be the best rapper and lyricist possible.


Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
I used rap and writing to cope with my emotions and express myself.


Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
I was lucky to achieve my dream of becoming a famous rapper.


But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
I had to sacrifice certain things to achieve my goal, and it came with mixed emotions.


It was like winnin' a used mink
My success did not meet all of my expectations and was not as glamorous as I had hoped.


Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
Despite my success, I am struggling with my mental health and need help.


I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
I am having trouble sleeping and am restless at night.


Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
I am losing my mind and feel like I am going crazy.


But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm
I may seem strange to others, but they do not even know the full extent of my oddities.


Now, I ain't much of a poet
I do not consider myself to be a skilled writer or poet.


But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
I am aware that it is important to make the most of every opportunity.


And don't squander it
I should not waste my opportunities or take them for granted.


'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
Life is unpredictable, and anything could happen in the future.


So I keep conjurin'
I continue to make music and hone my craft.


Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
I am curious about the origin of my creative ideas and inspirations.


Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
Reflecting on one's thoughts and emotions can be beneficial.


No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
It is no surprise that I am struggling with my sanity considering the chaotic nature of my thoughts.


Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
An expression of nonsensical emotion or excitement.


I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
My train of thought has been completely lost or derailed.


And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
My thoughts have taken a strange turn and are no longer coherent or sensible.


'Cause I need an interventionist
I need someone to intervene and help me with my personal struggles.


To intervene between me and this monster
I need someone to help me confront and manage my inner demons.


And save me from myself and all this conflict
I am in a constant state of inner turmoil that I am unable to resolve on my own.


'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
My passion for music and fame is causing me emotional distress and torment.


And I can't conquer it
I am unable to overcome my struggles on my own and need help.


My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
I am suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is causing me distress and discomfort.


Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I am going through life on autopilot and am disassociated from my actions and surroundings.


I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
I am expressing the thoughts and emotions that are constantly going through my mind.


Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
Please do not blame me or criticize me for the content of my music, as I am just expressing my thoughts and emotions.


Call me crazy, but I have this vision
I may seem strange or delusional, but I have a clear idea of what I want to achieve.


One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
My ultimate goal is to live a normal life and be able to blend in with society.


But until then, drums get killed and
In the meantime, I will continue to make music and pursue my goals.


I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I am confident in my abilities as a rapper and will defeat any challengers who come my way.


I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
I will harken back to the early days of my career, when I collaborated with Dr. Dre.


Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
I want to inspire and empower my fans who have been through similar struggles that I have faced.


And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I want to give my audience the confidence and strength to stand up to their oppressors and bullies.


I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
I am not claiming to be a savior or to have all the answers.


But if one kid out of a hundred million
If I can make a positive impact on just one person, it will all be worth it.


Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
If my music can resonate with someone who is going through a difficult time, then I have accomplished my goal.


It's payback, Russell Wilson
I am seeking revenge and recognition for my accomplishments, just as football player Russell Wilson has achieved success against all odds.


Falling way back in the draft
Russell Wilson was not initially considered a top draft pick, but he proved himself through hard work and perseverance.


Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
I can take my modest beginnings and transform them into something great.


Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
I can take something insignificant or worthless and turn it into something extraordinary through my talent and hard work.


Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
A reference to the fairy tale character who was able to turn straw into gold, further emphasizing the idea that I have exceptional talent.


Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am acknowledging that I may be mentally unstable and need professional help.


I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
I may be considered crazy by society's standards, but I am content with who I am and will not apologize for it.


It's nothin', I'm still friends with the
All of my struggles and successes have not changed who I am at my core, and I am still in control of my own life.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: Aaron Kleinstub, Jonathan Bellion, Robyn Fenty, Bleta Rexha, Marshall Mathers, Bryan Fryzel, Maki Athanasiou

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@iancu9602

Lyrics for this masterpice:

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)

I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
It was like winnin' a used mink
Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think, 'cause I'm

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Now, I ain't much of a poet
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
And don't squander it
'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjurin'
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
And I can't conquer it
My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed and
I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
And shit to say back to the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson
Falling way back in the draft
Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothin', I'm still friends with the

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Shoutout to google for giving me this lyrics



@kgatorlw

All the song references (Music Video):
0:00 Mockingbird
0:12 Without Me
0:14 My Name Is
0:15 The Way I Am
0:22 The Way I Am
0:25 Lose Yourself
0:27 My Name Is
0:35 The Way I Am
0:36 Stan
0:40 Stan feat. Elton John (Live), My Band
0:42 The Way I Am
0:46 3AM
1:25 The Way I Am
1:34 My Name Is
2:27 Lose Yourself
2:50 The Way I Am
3:04 Lose Yourself
3:31 Lose Yourself
3:32 The Way I Am
3:41 Stan feat. Elton John (Live)
3:57 Lose Yourself
3:58 Stan feat. Elton John (Live)
4:06 Lose Yourself
4:11 My Name Is
4:42 The paper Slim Shady threw is most likely the piece of paper from 8 Mile where he wrote his lyrics
Tell me if i missed something!



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@odyss3493

crazy to think that we call these songs old now

@fefejunejo1215

Lil Sizzurp ikr

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Ctto

@kiritoakemininja5100

2013

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It is like yesterday that this thing came out

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@Merakalis204

2019 or 2020 we need another Eminem and Rihanna collab.

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Yes bro

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Francis Campbell yes

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