[Verse 1]
I don't want a Grammy
Tell Nardwuar "Where's my interview?" (Yeah)
So he can tell me all about the shit I didn't do (Yeah)
Memory lane driving, hands at the 10 and 2 (Yeah)
9 to 5, can't even peripheral the vision too, uh (Feel like)
Dreads nappy, still pappy, can't remember shit
So my head crappy, it's a fucking tragedy (Yeah)
Ethereal like tapestry
I don't like gold so there's silver in my mouth
'Cause the n***a had a cavity (Yeeah)
Yeah, you know it's Mortal ViP, but for her I mortal simp
Threw my feelings on the fеnce and watched my fucking feelings rip
(Fuck, best part)

[Verse 2]
I can't stop likе Mexicans saying n***a
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
N***as rollin' shitty blunts, y'all coming off the high while a n***a steady getting up (Yeah)
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, n***a (N***a, haha)
These n***as 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 brakes on
And I'm getting nauseous, fuck
[Verse 3]
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 n***as weak

(Skit: detahjae, Sal)
I've realized I'm just moving in circles
It's always life, or death and love
When do things get better, Sal?
You're technically the smartest man, h-hm, robot I know
The pursuit of happiness is a fundamental aspect of human nature
People seek meaning and fulfillmentHowever, the definition of happiness varies, and the journey to obtain it is personal... and... fuck, what's that word?
Well, if that's what it takes then, fuck it, I'm going to Saturn
I just can't take it anymore
Well, actually, I was gonna say, lucky for you, You're not hu—Wait, life or death, and love? I thought you were through with Janice
I am, it's someone else, though
Her name's SP, or as everyone else knows her, Space Princess
You're dating Space Princess?
*sigh*, this last story, and then Saturn, okay?
Okay
*sigh*, well