You can't control who likes you. If I got Backstreet Boy fans what am I supposed to do? Turn them away? Whoever likes my stuff, likes my stuff but just know Slim Shady is hip hop, I grew up on hip hop, it's the music I love and it's the music I respect. I respect the culture...that's me.

Behind every sucessful person lies a pack of haters

But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind.

I realize that some people see going away as, "Oh, he's irrelevant now," but I feel like if I don't go away, I get sick of myself. It's never been my thing to be in the spotlight all the time.

A lot of the problems I had with fame I was bringing on myself. A lot of self-loathing, a lot of woe-is-me. Now I'm learning to see the positive side of things, instead of, like, 'I can't go to Kmart. I can't take my kids to the haunted house.'

To the people I forgot, you weren't on my mind for some reason and you probably don't deserve any thanks anyway.

So many lives I touch, so much anger.