Lyrics Story By Erykah Badu - Big Sean

Story By Erykah Badu

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