(Amy posted this song — to my delight — a couple of days ago. Need a refresher? Click here.)
Dear Cee-Lo,
For the last few days, your song has been stuck in my head, and I love it. However, there are three things about it that are just completely and utterly wrong:
1. You have made me a racist.
Thanks to you and your rhyme for “gold-digger” I find myself humming “nigga” about 40 or 50 times a day. Thanks, Cee-Lo. It’s not so bad when it’s part of a lyric that just bops along in my head, but the other day, on the treadmill at the gym, my iPod died, and I started bopping along to “Fuck You” in my head — terrified the whole time that I would start saying it out loud by accident. I should not say “nigga” at the gym.
2. You shouldn’t trust a computer to do smart quotes.
The dynamic typography in your video is pretty cool — but there are crappy little errors that just take me right out of it. Here’s one:

Apostrophes matter, Cee-Lo! And, really, they should be hanging out to the left of the paragraph, too, but I’m letting that one slide since there is hanging punctuation elsewhere in the video. But correctly facing it is just elementary.
3. There is nothing shameful about an Atari. That shit’s money.
Other than those three things, your song is wonderful. Thank-you.
Sincerely,
Grant Hamilton