Let us explore Eminem's 2000 rap music hit, "The Real Slim Shady." It is perhaps more mindfucky than you thought.
We open in a hospital of sorts. Kathy Griffin has done some Harry Potter magic so that when she speaks, it is Eminem's voice. She asks the crowd, "Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?"
But, assuming Kathy is Kathy, we glean that she cannot distinguish the "real" from the "fake" Shady in this crowd. They are all potentials.
However Eminem, the Shady we believe to be real, does not obey her call. He remains sitting while everyone else stands. Is he thereby renouncing his realness?
Next, a lot of nonsense created with a rap-themed Magnetic Poetry kit. We can skip this part.
Here, Eminem comes to the hook, informing us, "I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating..."
And yet in a room full of these alleged Shadys (who are all standing), Eminem still implores the "real" Slim Shady to please stand up.
Consider these lyrics. Eminem first implies he is separate from the crowd of fakers, but then identifies as one among them — "there's a million of us."
However, we have a hint as to how to identify the real Shady — his future. The real Slim Shady will be jerking off in the nursing home.
The fakers may be identified by different destinies (see below), however keep in mind that this image shows us the alleged real Slim Shady portraying a fake Slim who believes he is a real Slim.
He could be working at Burger King, spitting on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling
Screaming "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up