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Eminem's New Video Features A Gut-Wrenching Apology To His Mother

Spike Lee directed the emotional video, which Em released on Mother's Day.

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Spike Lee directed the video, which was shot in Detroit:

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The video is mostly from his mother's perspective. It shows her being turned away from his house by security, and watching old Eminem videos on TV. Weaving in old photos, the clip reaches a climax as Eminem and his mother finally embrace.


Here are the lyrics from his letter:

'Cause to this day we remain estranged and I hate it though

'Cause you ain't even get to witness your grand-babies grow

But I'm sorry, Mama, for "Cleaning Out My Closet," at the time I was angry

Rightfully maybe so, never meant that far to take it though,

'cause now I know it's not your fault, and I'm not making jokes

That song I no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio

And I think of Nathan being placed in a home

And all the medicine you fed us

And how I just wanted you to taste your own,

But now the medications taken over

And your mental state's deteriorating slow

And I'm way too old to cry, the shit is painful though

But, Ma, I forgive you, so does Nathan, yo

All you did, all you said, you did your best to raise us both

Foster care, that cross you bear, few may be as heavy as yours

But I love you, Debbie Mathers, oh, what a tangled web we have,

'cause one thing I never asked was

Where the fuck my deadbeat dad was

Fuck it, I guess he had trouble keeping up with every address

But I'd have flipped every mattress, every rock and desert cactus

Own a collection of maps and followed my kids to the edge of the atlas

Someone ever moved them from me? That you coulda bet your asses

If I had to come down the chimney dressed as Santa, kidnap them

And although one has only met their grandma once

You pulled up in our drive one night as we were leaving to get some hamburgers

Me, her and Nate, we introduced you, hugged you

And as you left I had this overwhelming sadness come over me

As we pulled off to go our separate paths,

And I saw your headlights as I looked back

And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to thank you for being my Mom and my Dad

So, Mom, please accept this as a tribute I wrote this on the jet

I guess I had to get this off my chest,

I hope I get the chance to lay it before I'm dead

The stewardess said to fasten my seatbelt, I guess we're crashing

So if I'm not dreaming, I hope you get this message that I'll always love you from afar

'Cause you're my Ma