Butts. Butts. BUTTS. A recurring theme in music this year. Nicki Minaj. Miley Cyrus. Iggy Azalea. J Lo. All of these artists have made a big boom in the music industry lately regarding their bodacious behind. However, newcomer Meghan Trainor has been causing some controversy with her song, All About That Bass. (I am aware that this song came out a while ago, but I can’t ignore it anymore.) The message in this song is a body loving, be happy with yourself, upbeat, big girls can do anything kind of message. That’s great, I love it. She’s talking about her butt, and how much she loves her butt, so you should love your butt too. Lovely idea. However, there seems to be some holes in her lyrics. The main problem is the line, I’m bringing booty back/ Go ahead and tell them skinny b*tches that/ Nah, I’m just playing I know you think you’re fat. Okay, first off, booty never left. It’s always been there. NIcki Minaj loved it, Jennifer Lopez loved it, almost all rap music loved it. It doesn’t need to be brought back. Just ask Sir Mix A Lot. Secondly, I don’t think Ms.Trainor was “just playing”. The entire song is about how cool her butt is, and how boys like that. Boys like a little more booty to hold at night. I’m all about that bass. Her butt is just SO COOL, the entire world is just in love with her butt. This line contradicts that entire theme. “Tell them skinny b*tches that” feels a little bit bitter for someone who loves their butt so much. If you are all about self image and whatever, why reject skinny butts to defend big butts? Both are fine. Which ever you have is great. But she seems a little too exclusive to skinny butts in that line. Another thing about this song, she’s not even fat. Meghan Trainor may be Hollywood fat, but she’s not that big anyway. Moving on, I don't really like the song's message, or the lyrics, but I like the whole do-wop old school jazzy melody. Also, just for thought, she lovingly refers to her butt as “that bass”, or her “boom boom”. I don’t know why but that just makes me exhausted to think about. I just can’t. Anyway, that’s really all I have to say. Bye, internet.