Aight, lemme tell you somethin' wild. You ain't gonna believe it, but I swear on mom’s spaghetti—this really happened.

So one day, I’m sittin’ in the studio, feelin’ burnt out, thinkin’, “Yo, what’s left? I already killed every beat known to man.” Then it hits me... What if I became an actual M&M? Like the candy. Not metaphorically. Literally.

People thought I lost it. Paul was like, “You good, bro?” But I was dead serious. So I hit up this shady science lab—real Area 51 vibes—and told 'em, “Turn me into a snack.”

Long story short, they melted me down, stuffed me with peanut, gave me that candy shell—Shady Red, obviously—and boom: I’m Eminem&M. Still spittin’ bars, but now I melt in your mouth and in the booth.

I dropped a track called “Lose Your Shell” and it went nuts. Kids loved me. Adults were confused. Some dude tried to dip me in coffee. Not cool.

Eventually I missed having knees, so I popped a Skittle they gave me—like some Wonka reverse spell—and woke up human again. But yo… sometimes, when the beat hits just right… I still feel that candy coating.

Life’s weird, man. Stay sweet.