Eminen & Rihanna
Album: The Marshall Mathers LP2
Fame has screwed up Eminen in the therapeutic “Monster.”
A wavering synth opens the single, setting a frail tone. The chorus, sung by Rihanna, begins the single. She gives in to her fears, letting them control her. Her insecurities shout at her with their biting commentary. People reach out to him and tell him it’s nothing to worry about. However, they are mostly thinking he’s an unpredictable hot mess. (“I'm friends with the monster/That's under my bed/Get along with the voices inside of my head/You're trying to save me/Stop holding your breath/And you think I'm crazy/Yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy.”)
He read about his favorite rappers in the magazines and watch their music videos on television. He wanted to be known just like them. However, once he got famous, he realized he didn’t like the onslaught of the media, reporting his every thought (citing a Newsweek October 9, 2000 interview). His music wasn’t even mentioned. It made mundane things like going to the store impossible to do. It was the critical acclaim and becoming the It perfomer without any prying into his personal life. Which, in even pre-TMZ days, wasn’t going to happen as he now realizes. He started believing his own positive press. A negative article would make him want to respond back with an angry rap. While his fame made him millions, he couldn’t be a normal person, dropping his daughter off at school. It exacerbated the issues he had before he was a celebrity. He was exhausted, unable to sleep from his now chaotic schedule and began to get paranoid. However, he adds it’s the scratching the outer layers of his brain. (“I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek/Oh well, guess beggers can't be choosey/Wanted to receive attention for my music/Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me/Been wanting my cake, And eat it too/Wanting it both ways/Fame may be a balloon cause my ego inflated/When I blew seep it was confusing/Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf/Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam/Hit the lottery (oh wee)/With what I gave up to get was bittersweet/It was like winning a huge meet/Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so big I need a shrink/I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep/Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith/But I'm actually weirder than you think/Cause I'm.”)
Rihanna sings the second chorus, repeating “well, that’s nothing” twice at the end.
He may excellent with words but he knows he’s limited. However, he writes every chance he has inspiration. Every day, he adds and edits to the rhyme he’s been working. Some of the plots of the songs involvee murder and other psychotic behavior. It was how he vented his frustration and anger at growing up in a low-income area without any hope of a future and a difficult childhood. Finally, he sought the help of a therapist. Otherwise, he end up, dead by his own hand. His issues are always there and he can’t turn them off. He wants to be people to see inside his head. (“Now I ain't much of a poet/But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment/And don't squander it/Cause you never know when it could all be over/Tomorrow so I keep conjuring/Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from (Yeah, ponder it, do you wonder there's no wonder you're losing your mind the way you're brought up?)/I think you've been wandering off down yonder and stumbled upon Jeff VanVonderen/Cause I needed an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster/And save me from myself and all this conflict/Cause the very things that I love is killing me and I can't conquer it/My OCD is clonking me in the head/Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking/I'm just relaying what the voice of my head saying/Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the.”)
Rihanna sings the second chorus again.
He thinks he will able to return to his regular life again. However, he’s been famous for so long, he’s forgotten who he was back in his mid-20s. He was entertaining crowds with young people, chanting his lyrics. He doesn’t want to be a role model. It’s the young people like him he hopes to reach and feel like they matter. It’s his way of giving back. He admits he has severe issues but he has come to terms with it. (“Call me crazy, but I had this vision/One day that, I'd walk amongst you regular civilians/But, until then,
drums get killed and I'm coming straight at/Emcees, blood get spilled and I/Take it back to the days that, I get on a Dre track/Give every kid who got played at/Pumped the feeling
and shit that say back/To the kids who played 'em/I ain't here to save the fucking children/But if one kid out of a hundred million/Who are going through a struggle feels and relates that's great/It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back/In the draft, turn nothing into something still, can make that/Straw in the gold chump I will spend/Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack/Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts/I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that/It's nothing, I'm still friends with a.”)
Rihanna sings the first chorus again twice.
She says “well, that’s nothing” to the end the single.
Eminem’s colloquial rap spills every detail of his mental state unprompted, attempting for people to understand him better. He’s not the same he was when he first started. He’s grown up and ready to own up to his faults.
However, he’ll still rewrite history if needed. On Oct. 29. 2013 Newsweek fired back at Eminem for his comment, titling it “No, Eminem. You Did Want the Cover of Newsweek.” Newsweek is justified in calling him out. First, covers are arranged by between the celebrity and the media outlet. He could very well could’ve said no to the offer, relaying via his publicist. Secondly, the article features a series of comments from other rappers. It’s at most a quote. There is absolutely no reason for singling out Newsweek when other media outlets have focused on him.
Aside from the Newsweek comment, his complaining is minimal and he redeems himself by admitting he only wanted to experience the perks of fame.
Rihanna’s glib vocals scoff, revealing there is so much more she could tell. She could go on for days, explaining how fame has affected her family and daily life. If everyone else knew how crazy the industry really was, they would never read watch a fluffy entertainment show ever again.
The one-sided “Monster” slips into the chair, adjusts itself into a comfortable position and babbles its entire life story.