Beyoncé’s Pre Superbowl Surprise Hits No.1 on Billboard
Less than an hour after its surprise release, Beyoncé’s ‘Formation’ single hits No. 1 on Billboard as well as Twitter’s trending 140 chart.
Taking the mediashpere by storm. the day before her Superbowl performance, Beyoncé has heralded her return to the scene.
Staying true to her new, unapologetic, and uninhibitedly raw persona, Beyoncé delivers a compelling politically charged visual performance to accompany the “Formation” single.
Indiscriminately firing shots, Beyoncé shames her critics, the management of Hurricane Katrina torn New Orleans, and the current racial tide of inequality.
The opening cameo features Queen Bey lounging on a sinking New Orleans patrol car as she ridicules the “Illuminati” conspiracy theory and those who uphold it,
“Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess. Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh.”
Wasting no time on the demolition of her naysayer’s, Beyoncé’s next target on her hit list are those who ridicule her closest loved ones; Jay and baby Blue Ivy,
“I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros. I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils.”
Not letting the blonde hair be a representation of her judgement, Yoncé is showcasing her love and support of natural African American features; which are so often drowned in ridicule and shame.
With images reminiscent of AHS Coven, Yoncé channels her inner supreme, delivering a truly powerful depiction of New Orleans culture. From floods, parlor room decadence, and a hooded youth dancing in front of a lineup of officers; Yoncé celebrates urban culture and blatantly rallies for the systematic genocide of African American to cease.
Celebrities and fans alike took to Twitter and Instagram lauding Beyoncé’s arrival back onto the scene in this powerful performance.
Continuing her new age of racy lyrics and fragrant innuendo’s, Yoncé has left jaws dropped with some of her statements,
“When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay. If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay. Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay. I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay.
While some may believe that the Queen is debasing into an unsavory, ratchett, reprobate; others with less clouded judgment may see this as her chance to stand up for the things that she truly believes in.
Call it ratchett if you must, but with her old management ousted and her contract with her label nearly up, Yoncé is finally living in her truth; unaltered, unrestricted, and unafraid.
A new age has begun for Beyoncé, and those who don’t like it should stay home. After all she isn’t here to play, she came to slay.