Troublemaker Soul Intent

[Intro: Eminem]
The story I'm about to tell is a true story
And my family knows it's a true story
That's why they might not wanna listen

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I never asked to be born, so don't blame me for the crap I did
You're the one who made the choice to have me
I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused my ratty mom and daddy
If they spent a bit more time with me, they'd've noticed
They was raising [?] got some problems [?]
But mommy didn't want me and that made me bitter
Shitty diapers and the formula, you dumped me on the babysitter
Buzzin' around from place-to-place to whoever would take me
I developed a problem listenin' and you never could make me
I learned how to crawl and got ahold of matches
Thought it was neat the way they sparked and then I'm settin' fire to my mattress
So curse the bratty baby, I didn't wanna take off my clothes
My daddy made me, later my grandma tells me that he raped me
If that didn't make me corrupted, then tell me what the fuck did
Now you got a fucked up kid runnin' around the street sayin', "Fuck this"
Cussin' neighbors up and down the street after
Influence this behavior onto my little nephew
I come home to my parents' arguments as their wedlock
Ends up becomin' headlocks towards the end of their marriage
So my father leaves shoeprints, but he doesn't leave two cents
Put the blame on the nuisance, he ain't nothin' but a troublemaker