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It's showed even in her productivity: With each of her previous albums, the label had to take the album from Badu; this time, she was able to make the deadline and give the songs to the bigwigs before they asked—with a couple hours to spare, even.
And maybe that's why this second installment of New Amerykah, if nothing else, feels more cohesive than the first, confidently riding the down-tempo flavor of "Window Seat" to a breezy, thought-provoking end. Not unlike that song's video, in fact.
"It's therapy for me, what I do," she says, sounding prescient, as if she's discussing the video that, at the time of this interview, few outside of Badu's inner circle had ever seen. "And I don't feel responsible for the world in any kind of way when it comes to music."
In retrospect, it's scary how much her words seem to specifically reference the ordeal that the "Window Seat" video would soon create.
"I just have to be honest," she continues. "And the more honest I am, the more inspiring it is. I know what the fuck I'm doing."