Meaning

The song itself is about the relationship that Eminem has with the voice inside of his head, which both he and Rihanna alternatively refer to as the monster under his bed throughout the songs chorus.

Lyrics

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)

I wanted the fame, but not the cover of newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosy
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
Been wanting my cake, And eat it too
And wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew seep and it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do
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 huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cookey as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think
Cause I'm...

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

Well, that's nothing
oh oh oh oh
Well, that's nothing
oh oh oh oh

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 want this?
there's no wonder you're losing your mind
the way you're wandering?)
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
and stumbled onto 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 thing that I love is killing me
and I can't conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home,
I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice in my head saying
Don't shoot the messenger,
I'm just friends with the...

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

Well, that's nothing
oh oh oh oh
Well, that's nothing
oh oh oh oh

Call me crazy, but I had this vision
One day that,
I'd walk amongst you a regular civilian
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 to 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 it 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 the...

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

I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
(Get along with)
Get along with the voices inside of my head
(You're tryna)
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah, you think I'm crazy

Well, that's nothing
Play with the song, fill the gaps
Legend
  • The video player plays from the time specified
  • Chorus
  • People Talking

Vocabulary

I'm friends with

be friends with: to have a friendship or friendly relationship with

Get along with

be friends
I get along very well with my mother-in-law.

Newsweek

Newsweek is an American. weekly news magazine founded in 1933. http://europe.newsweek.com/no-eminem-you-did-want-cover-newsweek-1269

beggars can't be choosy

something that you say which means when you cannot have exactly what you want, you must accept whatever you can get. If someone gives you something you asked for, you should not complain about what you get
I would have preferred a house of my own rather than sharing but I suppose beggars can't be choosers.

the Bruce Lee of loose leaf

Loose leaf refers to the paper Em scribbles his rhymes on Bruce Lee is very well known as a master martial artist. Thus, Eminem’s goal when becoming a rapper was to be seen as a master lyricist.

Tryna

"trying to"
I was tryna last longer but couldn't handle the pressure.

Guess

To suppose