Beyonce released a mashup of two singles from her latest album, “Bow Down” and “I Been On.” The song that has been collectively referred to as “Bow Down” and has managed to do what Beyonce does best–set the interest ablaze with criticisms and approvals. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again–Beyonce gives me a brand new emotion. There’s a hate to love and love to hate that’s intertwined in confusion. I have no idea how to feel about Beyonce and this song isn’t making it any easier. I know I can’t be alone. “Bow Down” is like the theme music to my ambiguous Beyonce emotion. I’m just as confused as this song is!
It’s like Beyonce has something to prove, but there’s no one to prove it to. Admittedly, there aren’t many in her league. Ok, to be fair, there’s no one in her league. In every interview, she says she looks up to Michelle Obama and MObama says the same about her. Their love affair is obvious and I guess they’ve made it impossible for anyone else to get on their level, which has given Beyonce a sense of entitlement when it comes to putting her loving fans, hating critics and analyzing journalists (like myself) in their place–”Bow Down b*tches,” she threatens us.
We see you Beyonce. We know you’re number one, two, three, four and five in a list of the top women in music, right now (not of all time, let’s not get crazy). Your music always hits the top of the charts, your shows sell out before tickets even go on sale and you are indeed the hottest chick in the game, so we’ve already bowed down and I can’t see us staying down here much longer. In fact, I’m standing up.
I respect Bey’s undeniable talent, but I don’t believe the image she’s trying to force-feed the world. Beyonce has always slung a message of sisterhood since her Destiny’s Child days and even as her solo career took off into the stars, she maintained a high level of respect as a business woman, talented artist, doting mother and adoring wife. Since her child’s birth, Beyonce’s been trying to solidify the image she wants the world to see and maybe, just maybe, she’s going through a postpartum. Personally, I believe she’s lost in a whirlwind of juggling all the balls in life she willingly picked up, while being one of the most iconic stars of our time. I won’t even pretend to understand that type of pressure, but from my seat, this show is uncomfortable to watch. Beyonce’s identity crisis is real and with “Bow Down,” she’s allowing herself to live vicariously, through herself.
It’s like Beyonce is playing gangsta dress up. She’s seen her hubby and other “hood” rappers do it, so now she’s decided to truly “rep her set” with lyrics like “Hold up, Texas trill/H-town going down, man” and “H-town b*tches, h-h-town b*tches/I’m so crown, bow bow down b*tches.” As soon as I heard Beyonce spew them with fervor, I felt uncomfortable. I prefer my music honest and I don’t think Beyonce is being honest with herself, let alone, us–the listeners.
I can’t lie–I agree with Keyshia. As a superstar, who’s platform is higher than yours or mine, Beyonce is conflicted. She wants us to worship her, but she also wants us to think she’s this angelic force of nature who can see our “halo.” Which is it Beyonce? Who are you so mad at, that you had to yell with your throaty voice:
“Respect that, bow down bitches
I took some time to live my life
But don’t think I’m just his little wife
Don’t get it twisted, get it twisted
This my shit, bow down bitches”
Beyonce’s fans, excuse me–the Beyhive–are more than likely using all of Beyonce’s insulting lyrics as their status updates on all forms of social media. But, here’s the gotcha–Beyonce is talking to YOU. She wants YOU to bow down! These lyrics should effect you–they should make you wonder about Beyonce’s intentions:
“I know when you were little girls
You dreamt of being in my world
Don’t forget it , don’t forget it
Respect that, bow down bitches”
So, if you’re a Bey fan, you have probably had fantasies about hanging out with her–aka, being in her world. To those very same people who love Beyonce enough to dream of being a part of her world, Beyonce is asking you rather aggressively, to know your place and get there quick. And even after all of this, I still can’t figure out why. All I can think is, “How dare you Bey?” We’ve always loved and respected your work, so the last thing we need are instructions from you to worship you.
Beyonce seems to constantly demand respect. She’s given herself the name “King Bey,” despite being a woman and it’s clear she wants the title because Queens don’t get the reverence Kings get. So in order to get what she believe she deserves, she’s instructed the world to regard her as a King.
But Beyonce has it wrong. We have always respected and even revered Bey as an artist, but it’s confusing that she’s taking a page out of the Book of Kanye. This PSA of a single isn’t the best way to handle “haters.