The Tomfoolery Of Brian McKnight’s ‘Back At One’

So, to be frank, this is probably another frivolous post. However, I want to let everyone in on the types of debates that go on in my house. Anyway, just last night, as seen in an Instagram video that I posted, my wife and I had a playful back-and-forth about Brian McKnight‘s “Back At One.” All I know is, if we really analyze the lyrics, McKnight was saying some nonsense, son.

Ok, before I continue, let me say that I’m a big Brian McKnight fan. Like, I kept listening to his albums even after he tried to show women how their pussy worked. In any case, despite his quality discography, I’ve always had an issue with “Back At One,” man. Mainly because it’s a song with steps that aren’t really steps, fam. I mean, there are damn near no actionable items in the chorus, bruh. With all of that being said, let’s go through it, brethren.

Now, step one in the hook is “you’re like a dream come true.” Son, that’s a statement. There’s nothing to actually do with that piece of information. Next, step two is “just wanna be with you.” Fam, I’m gonna need McKnight to look up the meaning of “verb,” because I’m not seeing it, man. After that, step three is “its plain to see that you’re the only one for me.” Brian… Brian! What is the goal here? What are we trying to accomplish? I’m not seeing a game plan, kinfolk.

To make matters worse, step four is to repeat the first three steps that aren’t actually steps. Meaning, by the time someone gets to this step, they actually haven’t done anything of substance, son. Look, if I’m trying to build a table and the first step is “I wanna see you in my living room,” that doesn’t actually help me build the table, man. The truth is, step five of McKnight’s song is the only actionable item: “make you fall in love with me.” The problem is, even that step is vague, fam. How is the suitor supposed to achieve this, Brian? Magic? Money? Genitals? Some combination of all three?

In the end, I’m not here to shit on Brian McKnight. Ultimately, like I’ve said before, I’m actually a big fan of his. By and by, I’m just pointing out the fact that there are gaps in logic in “Back At One.” At the end of the day, it doesn’t take away from the fact that he’s a legend. Shit, even the best musicians write some shenanigans sometimes, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Umm, I Love Jill Scott

Disclaimer: My wife knows I love Jill Scott. Like, I looooove Jill Scott. So, don’t judge me, son. I’m going to be out here wilin’ today.

Ok, let’s just skip the formalities, man. Real talk, if anyone has ever listened to Jill Scott’s music, they’d already know she’s a freak freak, fam. With that being said, the video circulating around social media shouldn’t be a surprise, bruh. Regardless, the creep in me gives her two thumbs up, folks. I mean, come on, people! This is Grade A entertainment, brethren! All jokes aside, I didn’t need another reason to crush on Jill Scott. However, she definitely gave me one.

Now, for those who missed it, Scott is out here letting her freak flag fly. Apparently, at a (recent?) show, Scott gave the crowd a preview of her fellatio game. Like, she went through ALL of the steps on her microphone, son. She started with no hands, THEN she hit the two-hand pepper mill, THEN she gave some love to the balls and THEN she let the mic finish on her face. Side note, if anyone thinks I’m being crude, just watch the video, man. I didn’t make up any of this, fam. In any case, her simulation has opposing opinions on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

Look, let’s be honest here, bruh. On the real, if anybody is taken aback by Scott’s actions, then they must’ve never heard a word she’s sang, son. Hell, before I continue, I want everyone to read some of her lyrics below:

Love slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin and landed in his lap…

Creamy lava landed on my skin and neck, blended with my all day Chanel scent…

Flip side, stomach meets sheets, he plows inside as if he’s making beats…

Listen, the moral of the story is, Scott’s BEEN with the shits, man. Frankly, that’s one of the main reasons why I’ve had a crush on her for so long, fam. Shit, her musical talents are a given, bruh. Plainly put, she has one of the best singing voices ever. However, she’s also freaky as a muhfucka, dawg. For God‘s sake, who doesn’t love that, man?!

In the end, long live Jill Scott! Ultimately, this video proves that she wasn’t bullshitting in them lyrics, son. By and by, Scott is exactly who she said she was, fam. At the end of the day, I’m here for all of it, bruh. Now, let me go holla at my wife and apologize for my public thirst. Good day. LC out.