Last month’s Meek vs Drake bunfight left a question mark hanging over the link between authorship and authenticity.
Drake's "soft" chastise style is a kinder, gentler diss. But women still get the short end of the stick.
I've written letters to clients' grandmothers, offered replies to late-night sexts, and sent sympathy cards to sick loved ones—all pretending to be someone I'm not.
The Toronto king gets "Charged Up" and lets off warning shots.
We are truly living in Drake's millennial shade-throwing generation.
If it takes a team of people to remind me I'm not alone in those 3am drunk-dials, then so be it.
They've worked together in the past, but did Shi Wisdom try to sue Drake for unpaid ghostwriting fees?