As fate would have it, I was deep conditioning my natural hair when Beyonc dropped her world-stopping single, “Formation.”
A link to the video quietly scrolled across my Twitter feed as my coconut oil set, andI was initially stunned into literal silence. Then, my Twitter fingers went to work, attempting to communicateall myemotions.
All I could muster was a bunch of words thatamounted to YAS QUEEN.
The five-minute music videoshows a black church service, New Orleans bounce references (see: Messy Mya and Big Freedia), Beyonc atop a sinking cop car and, most viscerally, a black boy in a hoodie dancing in front of a police lineup withtheirhands up.
“Formation” is a brassy trap song with a multilayered social message, one it would take more than this article to unpack. What stands out, however, is Beyonc’s unapologetic blackness and her ability to illustrate black feminism in a single flip of her waist-grazing golden braids.