I can’t. It’s the only response I can give after one listen to the song from a model named Liv who has been accused of being Jay Z’s alleged mistress. For the record, she doesn’t even claim to be his side chick. But she directs her song to Beyonce. In actuality, it’s an apology to Mrs. Carter. Not a real apology, but a sarcastic one. I’m sorry your man wants (or wanted) me. I’m sorry I look so good.
No, really, that pretty much sums up her message. No substantial details. No “I slept with your man.” And no real confirmation that Jay and Beyonce’s marriage is in any trouble. Instead, just some speculation about coulda woulda and maybe even shoulda. That’s right, in the most desperate attempt for attention that we’ve seen in our Jay Z and Beyonce lifetime, Liv’s video entitled “Sorry Ms. Carter” is pretty underwhelming. Still, it’s a bold move.
Disclaimer: I am not a member of the Beygency. Half the time, Beyonce can really get on my nerves with her skimpy onesies and her flawless-ness. But I respect her. I respect her work ethic. I respect what she has accomplished as an artist. And as a woman, I would absolutely respect her marriage. Liv, for whatever reason, has absolutely no respect.
Using the classic OutKast “Ms. Jackson” record as her backdrop, Liv spits a few crappy verses that are sure to make Andre 3000 and Big Boi throw up in their mouths. On the chorus, Liv sings/raps the line “I’m sorry Ms. Carter, I am for real” in a way that makes you really appreciate Beyonce’s vocals. To Beyonce, thank you for never ever sounding this bad. I excuse you for every onesie you’ve ever worn and will wear. Forever ever.
In the song, Liv never really says she had Bey’s man. It’s more like I could have had your man. And despite the distinction, it really doesn’t matter. Apparently, Liv thinks it’s enough to put out a song about it. There’s no confirmation or denial that the two were ever an item. But what was once speculated about in the tabloids now adds fuel to the fire. Liv has been mentioned. Other women have been mentioned. The New York Post has an inside source with diarrhea of the mouth. All of this is more reason for folks to question the shelf life of the Carters’ marriage. And there ain’t no amount of happy couple Instagram photos that Beyonce can put out to make it go away now.
Either way, the side piece nation is really feeling empowered these days. True, there may be something that we don’t know. Maybe Liv has her own reason for wanting to get at Beyonce like this. “You know what? I was gonna respect you, but since you crossed over into my lane. It’s time to check you,” Liv begins, before delivering the verses that pretty much closed the coffin on her rap career. Grand opening. Grand closing.
Yes, Liv is a beautiful woman. Photos of her model shoots leaked to the internet look great. But so what. Go get your model on. Isn’t that what you want to be known for?
Nope. She raps, “He likes naturally flawless model chicks like me.” Um, last time I checked, Beyonce didn’t look half bad herself. There are other accusations by this chick, who claims on the song that she’d be a lonely chick before she’d be number two (alluding to the idea that she turned Jay down because he was married). Liv goes on to say they she and Jay connected on “some hip hop shit” and that “he could be hisself” with her. Blank stare. She even claims, “When I stepped out of his life, I took a piece of his heart.” And then the worst part, Liv starts to flip some of Jay’s own lines. “When the Remy’s in the system, ain’t no telling,” she raps. “He’s a pimp by blood, not relation.” Make it stop.
The most entertaining part of the song, however, has to be when Liv is talking (not rapping) at the end of the song. She actually offers Beyonce (no, really) some advice. “You out here telling them how to surfboard…Why don’t you tell these girls how to be wives?...Why don’t you talk to these ladies? They need you.”
Now, because Beyonce is, well, Beyonce, she really can’t respond and give Liv any more attention. Yes, it’s quite possible Liv is one of many model chicks that Jay may have flirted with. Maybe he’s even gone there. He’s a man, and just because he’s married to arguably the biggest female pop star in music over the last ten years, doesn’t change that. But…
…Does this chick really have to go about it this way? Should she really be “sorry” that she had a fling flirt with Jay Z? And, after this, can she ever really be respected for any of her own artistic contributions since she’s stooped so low. There’s no going up from here. She should avoid getting on an elevator with Solange.