lets pretend

alright lets pretend, Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen.
lets pretend things would have been no different
pretend he procrastinated had no motivation
pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin
they could blow away with the wind,
marshall you’re never gonna make it
makes no sense to play the game there ain’t no way that you’ll win
pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends
pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
and it wasn’t time to move and schools were changing again
he wasn’t socially awkward and just strange as a kid
he had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as shit
and he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit
fuck a talent show in a gymnasium bitch
you won’t amount to shit quit daydreaming kid
you need to get your cranium checked
you thinking like an alien it just ain’t realistic

cause he never risked shit
he hoped and he wished it
but it didn’t fall in his lap
so he ain’t even here