The saddest pop-music incident of 2009 finally gets its stomach-turning denouement with the release of Chris Brown’s new album. Musically, Graffiti is a fairly ingratiating affair: The production is clean and often lively, and Brown sings well enough. The problem is what he’s singing. “Famous Girl” has immediate ear appeal—a frisky, light track with new-wave inflections and a bouncy melodic line. Tune into the lyrics, though, and everything changes: “Keri would’ve said my love knocks her down / Keyshia would’ve told me I was sent from heaven / Sorry, B, I don’t wear no halo / You were first to play the game though / Sorry I bust the windows of your car.” What’s worse, the verse’s grudging, self-righteous, half-assed apology, or backing up his so-called plight with lines from four female singers—Keri Hilson, Keyshia Cole, Beyoncé, and Jazmine Sullivan—who’d be right to sue him for defamation?