Forgive me, I was distracted with New Hampshire earlier in the week when young Ivy Blue Carter was born to Beyonce and Jay-z.
To welcome her into the world, Jay-z did what he does: Wrote and recorded a song, “Glory.” He describes the pain an anxiety of miscarriage. And the wonder and joys of new life and a whole new understanding of and appreciation for creative genius.
The most amazing feeling I feel
Words can’t describe the feeling, for real
Maybe I paint the sky blue
My greatest creation was you: Glory
False alarms and false starts
All made better by the sound of your heart
All the pain of the last time
I prayed so hard it was the last time
Your mama said that you danced for her
Did you wiggle your hands for her?
Glory! Glory! Glory! Sorry..
Everything that I prayed for
God’s gift, I wish I would’ve prayed more
God makes no mistakes, I made a few
Rough sledding here and there, but I made it through
I wreak havoc on the world, get ready for part 2
A younger, smarter faster me
So a pinch of Hov, a whole glass of B
A warning: The song has harsh language. It gets dark, as he talks about his own father.