Eminem - Drug Ballad Meaning

Song Released: 2000
Drug Ballad Lyrics
[Em] (aight)
[Eminem] Guess what? I ain't coming in yet...
I'll come in a minute
[Eminem] Ayo...This is my love song...it goes like this
[Eminem]
Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark
This is how...
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#1 top rated interpretation:I think, this song might be about drugs.......
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A very honest song that anyone who has ever had a substance abuse problem will immediately agree is both funny, true to life, and sad. Clearly written from personal experience and full of references to the highs and lows of being a habitual abuser of alcohol and other drugs. The little stories are all typical experiences of people who use the different drugs mentioned; getting into fights and acting like an idiot when drunk, sleeping all day after smoking weed, having sex with random people on ecstacy.
It's also meant as a lesson that while these things may be fun when you are young, pretty soon you'll older and hopefully wiser. He doesn't try and moralise, since he's hardly in a position to preach; he just points out the ugly realities and end results of such behaviour. In fact he even seems to be saying that you should enjoy being young while you can, but doesn't hold back on the consequences that using drugs may bring.
The sexy female singer in the chorus represents the seductive nature of alcohol etc, but the lyrics paint the unpleasant situation of dependence : 'Every time I try to leave, someone keeps pulling on my sleeve' and how hard it is to stop doing these things when it seems everybody else is 'peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it'.
A great song and one that anyone with experience of these things can relate to.
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