Beyonce killed Formation at the Super Bowl

Forget Bern, Hillary, Cruz, Trump 'nem. After Beyoncé's epic half-time Super Bowl performance, I nominate Beyoncé for president!

And why the hell NOT? She has massive popularity. We like her. And we just know she'd pass out mini bottles of hot sauce from her bag instead of bumper stickers and lawn signs at her campaign rallies.

We'd stand in Formation, ready to SLAY!!! Chile...I can see it now. This whole election thing is a wrap!! Bey for president!

Bey's epic Super Bowl performance
But did you see her tho? With that MJ-inspired outfit? Yaaasss!! WERK!! It was so nice of Beyoncé to have the SuperBowl at her concert. Because she just did the dayum thang. This just after she dropped that Formation single and video AND announced a 50-city world tour. Beysus! 

And her all-lady dance tour looking like Black Panthers and on the 50th anniversary of their founding no less -- all strong, Black and proud, fists raised and all with natural hair. So proud. And I got my entire life. And got my edges snatched back. Who cared if she almost fell on stage (and levitated on that biotch).

What it was: An unapologetic, I don't give a damn, appreciation for Black beauty in all its forms. It was #Blackgirlmagic.  And I'm here for all of it.

Ma'ams and Sirs:  I just need to know where I can cast my ballot. Umm ... can we make Bruno her VP tho?

I can't take all the credit. H/T Liz Nesoff for this gem.

Beyonce does the Blackest thing EVER on a Saturday

Beyoncé dropped a new single and a video on Saturday and it's the Blackest thing. EVER. Like, seriously.

Bey be so damn random at times. Even though this wasn't random. But still. You know we love her for it. But when I tell you everything about "Formation" is so dayum Black ... like fo' flats on a Cadillac Black .. Blue magic hair grease mixed with Ultra Sheen and Pink Oil moisturizer Black .... like snatch yo' edges Black, black ... like hotwater cornbread and collard greens black ...

Bey already told you she got hot sauce in her bag .. Yaaasss!!!

I was sick as a dog on Saturday, but I knew I had to write about this ...

Where do I start ...Why is this video so Black? I don't know. It just IS. Well, we all knew Bey was hood, but folks always checking for credentials. Well, Bey said, "Who gone check me, boo?" You gone learn TA-DAY. I got these here millions AND street cred. Yaaassss!

Bey say she Black; makes no apologies for it, either.

First, the video is so New Orleans, where it's filmed. And the beat, tho ... it's bangin. It's Bey's first new song in over a year. And she put the stank on it, baby, with Big Freedia (in my New Orleans voice). It's just so grimy... and I LURVES her for it.

It's epic clapback ... She's letting the haters know she slays..

Even though we tend to think Bey is as deep as a puddle, this vid clearly shows she is not. She even addresses police brutality and Black Lives Matter with a sign in the video that says, "Stop Shooting Us," she's on top of a police cruiser sinking in water, and a little boy dances in front of police in riot gear.

Red Lobster, What?
A line in the song about Red Lobster made everybody go out and get cheddar biscuits and coconut shrimp on Saturday. Just because. It's just brilliant, brilliant. Now Red Lobster used to be LIT in high school, but half of the Beyhive know NOTHING about the magic that is Red Lobster.

"When he f*k me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay"

But I betchu they know today. The Interwebs went crazy. Folks on Twitter losing their minds.

Them lyrics, tho
And chiiillle.. the lyrics are racy. Bey answers all the critics, on everything from those Illuminati claims and talking about her child's hair, to her man's nose. And I LOVED the dancers who all had natural hair...

Check the lyrics tho:

[Intro: Messy Mya]
What happened after New Orleans?
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand

[Refrain: Beyonce]
Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin')
I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

[Interlude: Messy Mya + Big Freedia]
Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that
I did not come to play with you hoes, haha
I came to slay, bitch
I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch
Oh yes, you best to believe it

[Refrain: Beyonce]
Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin')
I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

[Chorus: Beyonce]
I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, yellow bone it
I dream it, I work hard
I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on them haters
Albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low
Sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Get what's mine, take what's mine
I'm a star, I'm a star
Cause I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, okay
I slay, okay, all day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
We gon' slay, slay
Gon' slay, okay
We slay, okay
I slay, okay
I slay, okay
Okay, okay, I slay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay
Okay ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay
Slay trick, or you get eliminated

[Verse 1: Beyonce]
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making

[Chorus: Beyonce]
I see it, I want it
I stunt, yeah, yellow bone it
I dream it, I work hard
I grind 'til I own it
I twirl on my haters
Albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low
Sippin' Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go off
I go hard, I go hard
Take what's mine, take what's mine
I'm a star, I'm a star
Cause I slay, slay
I slay, hey, I slay, okay
I slay, okay, all day, okay
I slay, okay, I slay okay
We gon' slay, slay
Gon' slay, okay
We slay, okay
I slay, okay
I slay, okay
Okay, okay, I slay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay
Okay ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination, I slay
Slay trick, or you get eliminated, I slay

[Bridge: Beyonce]
Okay ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay
Okay ladies, now let's get in formation
You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper

[Outro]
Girl I hear some thunder
Golly this is that water boy, oh lord