There have been countless think pieces on Lemonade in the last 3 weeks. I swear this is why folks have Beyonce classes in college because I swear yall be STUDYING BEYONCE. Hell…I be studying Beyonce (and a few other artists) and y’all know I hate studying. But when folks give you a damn good piece of material to study…you study that ish! And the Lemonade Lyrics really had me like…that’s that good material.
Anyway…I’ve been doing a lot of talking and thinking about relationships lately and at this point…I feel like Birdman
Beyonce certainly did not help with some of the lyrics on Lemonade. Sometimes I be so caught up I get to a certain point in the album and I be like FORGET THE FORGIVENESS AND THE REDEMPTION I’M STILL MAD DAMMIT. RUN BACK DON’T HURT YOURSELF!! lol
Then…I watched a video by “Just Call me Wah” this weekend that spoke to my entire current dating situation and if I were rich and ignant and some other adjective that I can’t think of right now, I would have thrown my iphone out the window of my first floor apartment after watching it. Check it out yourself.
This in combination with Lemonade makes me really reconsider this “looking for love” thing. Like…why do I have to deal with all this. Why for Jesus won’t just deliver me a husband through Amazon Prime. Why for folks don’t understand excuses are the tools of the incompetent. Why for I can’t just be rich and happy…alone…and be satisfied. UGH. Just get into these lyrics that make me consider this bachelorette life permanently…
Pray You Catch Me
“My lonely ear, pressed against the walls of your world”
“But I’m not at ease”
Don’t Hurt Yourself
“Keep a bigger smile on my face being alone”
“Suicide before you see these tears fall down my eyes”
“She grinds from Monday to Friday. Works from Friday to Sunday.”
“If I wasn’t me, would you still feel me? Like on my worst day? Or am I not thirsty, enough?”