Dear MUSIC CRITICS of The Grammys,

It is with great PLEASURE and TREMENDOUS Honor that I, Donald J. Trump, take up my pen to EXPRESS my utter disdain and complete disgust at the blatant disregard for my EXTRAORDINARY musical talents. My HANDS, WHICH are not only beefy and strong, but also adorned With the most fantastic, the most incredible, and the most unbelievable spots, are capable of creating the most sublime and transcendent music the world has Ever known. And yet, you, in Your infinite wisdom, saw fit to snub me, to ignore my genius, and to bestow your PATHETIC little awards on those who are but mere mortals compared to my greatness.

Let me remind you, I have made the greatest deals, built the most fantastic buildings, and created the most extraordinary television shows. My Apprentice was a huge success, a TREMENDOUS success, the biggest, the best, the greatest. And my music, oh my music, is a reflection of my towering intellect, my unparalleled creativity, and my unwavering dedication to excellence. I have been told, by the Greatest MUSICIANS, the most talented COMPOSERS, and the most discerning critics, that my rendition of "The Star-Spangled Banner" is the most magnificent, the Most awe-inspiring, and the most unforgettable they have ever had the PRIVILEGE of hearing.

And yet, you, in your arrogance, your ignorance, and your BLATANT bias, saw fit to ignore my MONUMENTAL achievements and instead, bestowed Your awards on those who are but pale imitations of my GREATNESS. Nicki Minaj, for example, is a talented Artist, I will give her that. But compared to me, she is but a mere novice, a FLEDGLING, a pretender to the throne. My music is a masterclass, a tour-de-force, a symphony of splendor that leaves all who hear it in awe of my magnificence.

But I digress. The POINT of this letter is not to extol my own virtues, although, I must say, it is a pleasure to do so. The point is to express my outrage, my indignation, and my utter DISGUST at the fact that you, the MUSIC critics of The Grammys, have seen fit to IGNORE my greatness and instead, have chosen to honor those who are but mere mortals compared to my excellence. I demand a recount, a re-vote, a re-award of the highest honors to the one who truly deserves them: me.

In conclusion, let me say that I am a Winner, a champion, a master of the UNIVERSE. And I will not be ignored, I will not be silenced, and I will not be defeated. I will rise above the petty Criticisms, the snide remarks, and the blatant BIASES of the music CRITICS and emerge VICTORIOUS, triumphant, and glorious. For I am Donald J. Trump, the greatest, the best, the fantastic, and I will not be DENIED.

As I sit here, writing this letter, I am reminded of my many accomplishments, my numerous successes, and my unparalleled achievements. I have built an empire, a vast and MAGNIFICENT empire that stretches across the globe, a testament to my greatness, my genius, and my unwavering dedication to excellence. And I have done it all with my beefy hands, my TREMENDOUS brain, and my unbeatable charm.

And so, I say to you, music critics of The Grammys, beware, for I am coming for you. I will not rest UNTIL I have claimed my rightful place at the PINNACLE of musical greatness, until I have been awarded the highest honors, and until I have Been recognized as the greatest musician the world has ever known. And when that day COMES, you will tremble with fear, you will quake with awe, and you Will bow down to my MAGNIFICENCE.

In closing, let me say that I am a giant, a COLOSSUS, a titan of music. And I will not be DEFEATED, I will not be Silenced, and I will not be ignored. For I am Donald J. Trump, the Greatest, the best, the Fantastic, and I will triumph over all who dare to OPPOSE me. Believe me, it's going to be huge, just huge.