Why Can't This Woman Be My Son's Teacher?

So what did you do last night? I'll tell you what I did: I sat up and wrote eight thousand words that I owed to various people by this morning. Also, I listened to Black Messiah eleven times in a row. Just coming to the end of track 9 right now, as a matter of fact. I was initially reluctant to believe the hype, but even though D'Angelo's lyrics rival t…