Dear White People: “Formation” is not about being f*cked after Red Lobster.
This isn’t a thinkpiece about Beyonce because lord knows the Internet pounced on that video Saturday night and hasn’t let up since. I have no interest in dissecting Beyonce’s Blackness or lack of Blackness or commodification of Blackness or exotified hi-yella Blackness. Y’all already did it, I don’t have time, everything that needs to be said has been said (right and wrong)
But what I’m NOT finna do is let some gay white simpleton boil down her entire artistic statement to this:
“You are correct in that this song, about getting fucked and going to red lobster, absolutely doesnt reach out to me.”
I wanted to literally drag him by his neck up and down 125th Street.