I honestly don't even know where to begin with Lemonade. Beyoncé has a tendency to drop things on us when we least expect it, and there's no way to prepare for what is coming. There are so many elements to unpack and I still can't quite find the right words to describe all of my emotions, but I suppose I'll start with the most glaring detail that is impossible to overlook: This body of work is dedicated to black women.
If you're not black, that doesn't mean that you can't appreciate Lemonade for what it is—you're just not going to be able to relate to it, and that's okay because not everything is about you. As someone once said upon the release of "Formation," please take a seat on the sidelines and cheer us on from there.