Story By Erykah Badu - Big Sean

Here I am, Miss Badu

Not Big Sean, but I don’t fuck with you

It’s 'cause I’m from the D, the other D

But Detroit has a special place in my heart

Creative, deep, rooted, organic, cosmic

Fantastic, futuristic, ancient, musical

When I think of Detroit, I think of these things

There’s something in that dirty water that gives it its flavor

There’s an invisible intelligence that runs through the streets

Like an underground rooting system

Millions and billions of memory of atoms of all of the beautiful music that has

been created there

And I’ve seen it volve into things only felt in the hart

I know this to be true

Thank you, Berry Gordy, for that little house

Thank you, Stevie Wonder, for always calling me and reminding me that it is

there

That thing

I always long to reconnect with it when I lose my way musically

Thank you, J Dilla, for your peculiar, peculiar intelligence

Yeah, Detroit just has a magic, and I know it to be true

Not Big Sean, but I don’t fuck with you

Live from Badubotron, Nubian phenomenon

Detroit, where the Nubians grow