Complex posted an article about Drake's new Poetry book, subsequently titled, "Titles Ruin Everything". To me it trajects the buoyed while still blued accolades of one of the greatest alternatively acceded Rap artists ever: the OVO/Warner's Aubrey 'Drake' Graham.
Cosigns of UGK's and Trill Burgers mogul Bun B and the hood accredited while robustly respected James Prince, allow the Canadian coined 6God accreditation to street savvy the suburban undertones his Degrassi reputation awarded him. Drizzy along with Ye, Pharrell, & Cole (perhaps more) forged a freedom of righteousness into the Phariseed facade of what many now call new skool Rap culture. It’s now ok for generic Hip-Hop artists alike to mainstream-steer their careers away from street life, enough to avoid over publicized drug abuse, jail, & darkly devastating (while sullenly common lately) deaths.
Feeling compelled to publicly comment on the relevance or lack thereof of the book, I kept things trill. Deep and sensitive artists, who happen to mainstream, are still deep and sensitive. So in light of Drake's new poetic paperback, we should probably read it in a deep and sensitive way too. Because it's Drake we’re referring to, reading it in that way, should be ok. 👌
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