Lyrics: Zaïre Krieger
Music: Paul Van de Calseijde
You know I’ve been doing this work for a very long, looooong ****ing time
And I’m starting to figure out, I’m starting to ask the question,
What the **** is in it for me, actually?
You know, I need to be a pioneer,
I need to be an activist,
I need to solve climate change,
We need to have world peace,
But what the **** is in it for me?
Huh?
These white dudes are asking me to do jazz
Like 1920s Harlem Renaissance ****ing jazz,
Or hiphop, what the **** is jazz, huh?
You want me to ****ing scat?
Scooby doo wap ap ap ap what the ****?
What the **** is in it for me, huh?
Are my hands not big enough?
Is my voice not loud enough?
If this floor doesn’t crack im gonna crack it open my ****ing self
cause I wanna ****ing fall through it.
Im ****ing done!
And my invoices are not paid!
What the **** is in it for me?
Do you know how expensive world peace is, bitch?
You know how much that costs?
Im not doing this for free,
Whats in it for me?
Everybody wants me to be a nice ass narrator,
But never ask the question
Whats in it for me?
HUH?