I don't want a Grammy Tell Nardwuar: Where's my interview? So he can tell me all about the shit I didn't do Memory lane driving, hands at the 10 and 2 9 to 5, can't even peripheral the vision too Dreads nappy, still pappy, can't remember shit So my head crappy, it's a fucking tragedy Ethereal like tapestry I don't like gold so there's silver in my mouth 'Cause the nigga had a cavity Yeah, you know it's mortal ViP, but for her I mortal simp Threw my feelings on the fence and watched my fucking feelings rip Fuck, best part I can't stop like Mexicans saying nigga Droppin' jaws, had the crowd screaming like that prairie dog Reading hate comments like: Detahjae, man, your music's balls Shit was funny like watching scary movies with Regina Hall Niggas rollin' shitty blunts, y'all coming off the high while a nigga steady getting up I don't rep no hood, tryna run away from where I'm from Your music what? Your music sucks Your best mixtape hides up in Houdini's ass, nigga These niggas couldn't touch me with a cape on And if they did they getting JINXED like, Jacion And he got some donuts in a lot with the breaks on And I'm getting nauseous, fuck Friends think I'm gay 'cuh-'cuh-'cause I'm seeing pride in the eyes of a man I just don't see labels like independent artists When they thrive and again Fuck who you think I am Obliterating cancel culture, drown 'em in tsunami Tryna get so famous, they convince eyes Illuminati I'm running with the goats while they walkin', walkin' with the sheep Fucking up the track like I curb stomp my damn teeth You niggas weak