I’ll be honest, when I first heard “Loyal,” I cried, “What is Breezy whining about now?” Hoes aren’t loyal? Grass is green – what else is new? But off top, the song is catchy as hell. So catchy that it overrode the left, more rational, side of my brain, leaving the right side to belt out – Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin’? Baby, show me something! Now that “Loyal” has entered that realm of Immediately-Change-the-Station-When-You-Hear-The-First-Note (read: “Drunk in Love”), and pastors are using it in sermons, my left-brain is finally free to deconstruct the lyrics and recognize that this song bleeds of Breezy and Weezy’s insecurity as they boast about playing women, clearly in fear of getting played themselves.
And what is that I smell over yonder? Is it Chris Brown’s conk or a waft of a double standard? Either way it stinks:
When a rich nigga want ya,
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya,
These hoes ain’t loyal.
I feel your pain, Chris. The very superficial world of celebrities amplifies the established dynamic of wealthy men attracting beautiful women. Women use their beauty to pursue a man with wealth and resources but Chris is not about to get played in this game. The above verse comes from the chorus and in it Chris boasts about how his money essentially buys the faithfulness of a woman. Not to dismiss the immense work and progress in gender relations, but we all adhere to shared ideologies of traditional masculinity and femininity in various degrees. The verse reveals one’s strong adherence to hegemonic masculinity, in which men maintains economic dominance over women. By boasting about his economic dominance over women who use their beauty and charm to garner his attention, all the while calling those who participate in the game “disloyal hoes,” he uses all the male privilege tricks to make sure that he does not get caught slippin.