I Need A Doctor
Eminem Ft. Dr. Dre & Skylar Grey Lyrics

I'm about to lose my mind
I am nearing my breaking point and losing my sanity

You've been gone for so long, I'm runnin' out of time
You've been absent for an extended period, leaving me with limited options

I need a doctor, call me a doctor
I require a medical professional to address my issues

I need a doctor, doctor
I am desperate and require your assistance urgently

To bring me back to life
To revive and rejuvenate my existence

I told the world, one day I would pay it back
I have publicly declared my intention to repay my debts

Say it on tape, and lay it, record it so that one day I could play it back
I have documented my promise so that I can revisit it in the future

But I don't even know if I believe it when I'm sayin' that
I am unsure about the sincerity of my own words

Doubts startin' to creep in, every day, it's just so grey and black
I am experiencing pessimism and negativity every day

Hope, I just need a ray of that, 'cause no one sees my vision
I require a glimmer of optimism since no one comprehends my perspective

When I play it for 'em, they just say it's wack, they don't know what dope is
They consider it unworthy and do not understand what quality is

And I don't know if I was awake or asleep when I wrote this
I am unconfident about the state of mind I was in while creating this piece

All I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest
I am grateful that you appeared when I was at my weakest point

You picked me up, breathed new life in me, I owe my life to you
You elevated me and instilled a new sense of purpose and gratitude in me

But for the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do
I cannot comprehend why you do not share my perspective

But it just dawned on me you lost a son, demons fighting you, it's dark
I recently realized that you lost a child and are battling intense internal struggles

Let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you
Allow me to illuminate the situation and bring positivity to both of us

I don't think you realize what you mean to me, not the slightest clue
I doubt you understand the profound effect you have on my life

'Cause me and you were like a crew, I was like your sidekick
We were like a team, and I was your faithful assistant

You gon' either wanna fight me when I get off this fuckin' mic
You may be angry and confrontational when I finish speaking on this microphone

Or you gon' hug me, but I'm outta options, there's nothin' else I can do 'cause
Alternatively, you may embrace me, but at this point, I have no further recourse

It hurts when I see you struggle, you come to me with ideas
It pains me to witness you battling, and that you come to me with concepts for help

You say they're just pieces, so I'm puzzled, 'cause the shit I hear is crazy
You claim they are just fragments, yet what I hear seems ludicrous

But you're either gettin' lazy or you don't believe in you no more
Either you are becoming indolent or have lost faith in yourself

Seems like your own opinions, not one you can form
It appears as if you are not forming your views, but rather borrowing them from elsewhere

Can't make a decision, you keep questionin' yourself
You continue to doubt yourself and are indecisive

Second guessin' and it's almost like your beggin' for my help
You are second-guessing yourself and almost asking for my assistance

Like I'm your leader, you're supposed to fuckin' be my mentor
You perceive me as your leader and expect me to be your guide

I can endure no more I demand you remember who you are
I can not tolerate this any longer and implore you to recall your identity

It was you, who believed in me when everyone was tellin'
You were the one who believed in me when everyone else was castigating me

You don't sign me, everyone at the fuckin' label, let's tell the truth
You gave me my break, while everyone else at the label was dismissing me

You risked your career for me, I know it as well as you
You jeopardized your professional livelihood on my behalf, and I recognize it

Nobody wanted to fuck with the white boy, Dre, I'm cryin' in this booth
No one wanted to associate with me, as I am a white rapper, and I am emoting in this recording studio

You saved my life, now maybe it's my turn to save yours
You rescued my existence, and now perhaps it's my obligation to do the same for yours

But I can never repay you, what you did for me is way more
Unfortunately, I can never fully return your favor, as it was so significant

But I ain't givin' up faith and you ain't givin' up on me
However, I refuse to lose hope, and you will not abandon me

Get up, Dre, I'm dyin', I need you, come back for fuck's sake
Rise, Dre, I am perishing, I need you, please return immediately

It literally feels like a lifetime ago
It seems like an extended period has passed since we last connected

But I still remember the shit like it was just yesterday, though
Regardless, I still have vivid recollections of that time as though it were recent

You walked in, yellow jump suit, whole room, cracked jokes
I remember you entering the room, wearing a yellow jumpsuit and making us all laugh

Once you got inside the booth, told you, mic smoke
Once you entered the recording studio, I informed you that the microphone was producing smoke

Went through friends, some of them I put on, but they just left
I had numerous acquaintances, and I provided opportunities to several, but they all abandoned me

They said they was ridin' to the death, but where the fuck are they now?
They declared they would support me until the end, but where are they presently?

Now that I need them, I don't see none of them
Now that I need them, none of them are present

All I see is Slim, fuck all you fair-weather friends, all I need is him
All I have left is Slim (Eminem), so I disregard all my disloyal acquaintances, as he is all I require

Fuckin' backstabbers, when the chips were down you just laughed at us
These people are traitorous, they ridiculed us when we were in trouble

Now you 'bout to feel the fuckin' wrath of Aftermath, faggots
Now you will face the consequences of your actions, as we will administer the retaliation of Aftermath

You gon' see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the fuck we been?
You will witness us in our laboratory coats and query us about our absence

You can kiss my indecisive ass crack, maggots
You are insignificant, and I reject your attempts to sway me

And the crackers' ass, little cracker jack beat
I have a dismissive attitude towards the beat and song

Makin' wack math, backwards producers, I'm back bastards
The production quality is poor, and the producers are regressive, but I am returning to prove my worth

One more CD and then I'm packin' up my bags and as I'm leavin'
I will only release one more album and then depart from the industry

I guarantee they'll scream, "Dre, don't leave us like that man" 'cause
I am positive they will implore Dr. Dre not to forsake them when I abandon the music scene