I don’t know what it is about Eminem that really just scratches that itch – it’s angst, anger but vulnerability – poetry.

“I’m superman with the wind at his back. She’s Lois Lane.”

I always feel like the unhip white valley mom listening to Eminem, too. I don’t, in reality, have the right to rock out to this angst/whiteguy/rapper music. But I can’t help it. I loves it.