Stan
By Eminem

Chorus: DidoMy tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I...Got out of bed at allThe morning rain clouds up my window...And I can't see at allAnd even if I could it'd all be grayBut your picture on my wallIt reminds me, that it's not so badIt's not so bad...[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callingI left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottomI sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'emIt probably was a problem at the post office or somethingSometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'emBut anyways, fuck it !
What's been up ? Man how's your daughter ?My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm about to be a fatherIf I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?I'ma name her BonnieI read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorryI had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want himI know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fanI even got the underground shit that you did with ScamI got a room full of your posters and your pictures manI like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fatAnyways, I hope you get this man
Hit me back just to chat, truly yours your biggest fan
This is Stan{Chorus: Dido}[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim
You still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chanceI ain't mad, I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fansIf you didn't want to talk to me outside the concertYou didn't have to
But you could've signed an autograph for MatthewThat's my little brother man, he's only six years oldWe waited in the blistering cold for you,
For 4 hours and you just said, "No."That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fucking idolHe wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I doI ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied toRemember when we met in Denver
You said if I write you,you would write back
See I'm just like you in a wayI never knew my father neitherHe used to always cheat on my mom and beat herI can relate to what you're saying