(Verse 1)
Yo, Marshall, face the mirror, time to get bolder,
World's getting colder, shoulder to shoulder.
Cleanin' out your closet, confessin' your sins,
But what about the healing, when's that begin?

(Hook)
Ain't about the mockingbird, ain't about the past,
What about the man you are, how long you gonna last?
Lose yourself in the music, in the moment,
But don't lose sight of you, don't just own it.

(Verse 2)
You spit about your life, about your strife,
But what about the change, the chance for a new life?
You're an icon, a voice for the voiceless,
But Marshall, it's time for change, time to address this.

(Hook)
Ain't about the mockingbird, ain't about the fame,
It's about the man you've become, life ain't a game.
Lose yourself in the rhythm, in the rhyme,
But don't lose you, Marshall, there's still time.

(Bridge)
Here's the mic, Marshall, what you gonna say?
Talk about the past or make a better today?
Stage is yours, crowd is silent,
Marshall, it's your move, it's your moment.

(Verse 3)
Time betrayed the both of us, it was never on our side,
We never had enough, fate came in to twist the knife.
Got a second chance, only to lose you twice,
Some days so mad, can't think straight, life ain't nice.

(Hook)
Ain't about the mockingbird, ain't about the hurt,
It's about the man you could be, feet in the dirt.
Lose yourself in the beat, in the flow,
But find you, Marshall, let the change show.

(Verse 4)
Like a small boat on the ocean, sending big waves into motion,
Like how a single word, can make a heart open.
I might only have one match, but I can make an explosion,
This is my fight song, take back my life song.

(Outro)
Clean out your closet, let go of the fear,
Marshall, it's your time, future is here.
Remember how you treated me, like a sacred oath,
You were bound to keep, now it's time for growth.

(Verse 5)
From the streets of Detroit, to the heights of the charts,
Through the battles, the pain, carved a place in our hearts.
With words sharp as knives, cut through silence and noise,
Marshall Mathers, the man, beyond Slim Shady's ploys.
(Hook)
It's not just about the mockingbird, not just about the pain,
It's about the journey, the growth, what we gain.
Lose yourself in the story, in the art,
But find your way back, to the start.
(Verse 6)
So here's to the future, to the unknown road,
To the stories untold, to the seeds yet sowed.
May the music keep playing, may the words always flow,
May the mockingbird sing, where the wild roses grow.
(Outro)
So bye bye, Birdie, to the past we fly,
To the dreams we chase, under the vast sky.
Remember the lullabies, the tears we've cried,
But look to the dawn, with eyes open wide.

The real Slim Shady

nice song bro