This week The Carters are tackling a widespread problem: bitches.
B goes after her detractors (you mean… there’s people who don’t like Beyonce?) saying, “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.” I cannot fathom what would give someone such inflated sense of self-worth. A shrine of your own trophies and awards, perhaps?
Unfortunately, at the time of this posting, there is no permanent cure for bitches.