Story by Erykah Badu

Here I am, Ms. Badu, not Big Sean

But I don't fuck witchu , 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, patient, musical

When I think of Detroit I think of these things

There something in that dirty water that gives it its flavor

There's an invisible intelligence that runs though 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 evolve into things only felt in the heart, 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 Jay Della 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 witchu

Live from Badu botron, Nubian fenamonan

Detroit, where the Nubians grow