So, an apparent scuffle between Trey Songz and Jacquees is slightly hilarious.
Last week, Jacquees posted a picture of loose locs we’re to assume were snatched from his head, accompanying a nearly all-caps, profanity-laced screed “banning” Songz threatening him if he ever attempts to perform anywhere between North Carolina and Florida.
Jacquees also posted a video repeatedly calling Songz a b****, dubbing Chris Brown a “G.O.A.T.” and insulting the working man, all in just over 45 seconds. He has since deleted both posts.
The utter silliness of two mid-tier (at best) R&B singers — neither of whom have had a significant bop since Barack Obama was in office – beefing notwithstanding, this is as good an opportunity as any to remind everyone that Trey Songz manages to still get paid gigs while also being a well-known reprehensible human being.
Tremaine Neverson is quietly cruising toward R. Kelly levels of infamy connected to charges and accusations of abuse, mostly toward women. The latest is from October, when two women sued him for allegedly forcing himself on them sexually as they were passed out at a party in his home.
I’m not here to get into the specific details of Songz’s manifold accusations and charges, but enough people have written about them to dispel any suggestion that “they” are just trying to take down Trey Songz – a successful Black man — because he tried to buy Tubi or something. Of course, Songz and his attorneys have blanketly denied everything...just like R. Kelly. And Bill Cosby. And Diddy.
As was the case with those men, the trend of not listening to Black women has allowed Songz to continue to operate relatively unabated. Keke Palmer, who accused Songz of sexually intimidating her to be in one of his videos in 2017, spoke on “The Breakfast Club” five years ago about how the #MeToo movement took good care of white victims in short order, while it took a multi-part, multi-evening documentary on R. Kelly to finally get him outta here after 20-plus years of open-air abuses.
Celebrities like Songz tend to strategically fly under the radar, doing off-the-beaten-path shows and generally steering clear of social media (or moving to the other side of the planet, like Russell Simmons). They go out of sight, out of mind, but when they pop up and ask us to spend money on them, social media users knock them back into their holes like Whac-a-Mole by reminding the world of their unanswered-for transgressions. I’ll be interested to see the next time Diddy tries to promote anything.
Sunlight is the best disinfectant, so if Trey Songz won’t do prison time for his alleged crimes, I’ll be here to remind you that he ain’t shit every time he pops his head out. Even if it’s just to beef with Jacquees.