A rapper recounts a bad day—dog shit, aggressive pigeons, rushing to a date—then pivots to why Eminem's lyrics feel like medicine for his own writing. He's chasing that same precision and calls it his new addiction.
I always knew I had bad luck but I was never superstitious until I stepped in a big pile of dog shit on the way out the door and I was super pissed cause I just got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons and I'm running late for a date with my soon to be Mrs. Listen Pay attention to the shit I'm kicking it's like I'm fishing in the pond that there ain't no fucking fishing Been reminiscing to the days when I could listen to a beat and just get it jumping like an old ignition not to mention I heard Eminem flipping and killing them syllables and became my fucking new prescription I say it to this day if you ain't listen to the wizard you ain't have a single motherfucking clue what you was missing I remember wanting to be just like him disappear in the kitchen with my headphones on just like a true magician But I think I found my new addiction that new edition easy boost the supreme edition.
