Hailie: Daddy what are you doing?
Eminem and Hailie: Okay then! Everybody listen up!
Eminem: I`m goin` to hell! Who`s comin` with me???!?
Hailie: Somebody please help him! I think my dad`s gone crazy...
Verse 1
There`s no mountain I can`t climb, there`s no tower too high, no plane that I can`t learn how to fly/what do I gotta do to get through to you, to show you there ain`t nothin` I can`t take this chainsaw to?/Fuckin` brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut`em off, and got`em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall/ with my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John`s name on my GLAAD wall, I`m out the closet, I`ve been lyin` my ass off/All this time me and Dre been fuckin` with hats off (Suck it, Marshall). So tell Laura and her husband to back off/ before I push this muthafuckin` button and blast off and launch one at these Russians and that`s all/blow every fuckin` thing except Afghanistan on the map off. When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?/Hailie, tell `em baby,( My Dad`s Lost It!!) 
Chorus
There`s really nothin` else to say, I... I can`t explain it/I think my dad`s gone crazy / A little help from Hailie Jade, won`t you tell `em baby/I think my dad`s gone crazy / There`s nothin` you could do or say that could ever change me/I think my dad`s gone crazy/There`s no one on earth that can save me, not even Hailie/I think my dad`s gone crazy 
Verse 2
It`s like my mother always told me, rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana and codeine and/ goddammit you little muthafucker if you ain`t got nuthin` nice to say then don`t say nuthin`/…..uh, fuck that shit bitch eat a muthafuckin` dick, chew on a prick and lick/a million muthafuckin` cocks per second, I`d rather put out a muthafuckin` gospel record/I`d rather be a pussy whipped bitch, eat pussy, and have pussy lips glued to my face with a clit ring in my nose then quit bringin` my flows/ quit givin` me my ammo. Can`t you see why I`m so mean? If y`all leave me alone this wouldn`t be my M.O./I wouldn`t have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, mo, catch a homo by his toe, man I don`t know no more/am I the only fuckin` one who`s normal any more?/Dad... 
Chorus
Verse 3
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time, can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme/see what you`re seein` is a genius at work, which to me isn`t work, so it`s easy to misinterpret it at first/cus when I speak, it`s tongue-in-cheek, I`d yank my fuckin` teeth before I`d ever bite my tongue/I`d slice my gums, get struck by fuckin` lightning twice at once and die and come back as Vanilla Ice`s son/and walk around the rest of my life spit on, and kicked and hit with shit everytime I sung/like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind" comes on. More pain inside of my brain than the eyes of a little girl/ inside of a plane aimed at the World Trade, standin` on Ronnie`s grave, screamin` at the sky, till clouds gather, it`s Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade/and that`s pretty much the gist of it, the parents are pissed but the kids love it. 9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers/I don`t blame you, I wouldn`t let Hailie listen to me neither... 
Chorus
Hailie:
Crazy
Ha Ha Ha
You`re Funny Daddy!