This has been a summer for the history books, and no one knows that better than Drake. Back in July, Meek Mill accused Drizzy of using a ghostwriter named Quentin Miller to help him pen verses on a few songs. When I first hear the claims, I admit that I was disappointed. For years, I believed him to be one of the best in the game. So I —and many other people— began questioning if he was really as dope as he made us believe. Not only that, but could he ever be credible again? I honestly didn’t know how he was going to recover, but Drizzy survived the attempted musical fade. How, you ask? With music only tested greats can produce.
Stop comparing drake to me too…. He don't write his own raps! That's why he ain't tweet my album because we found out!
— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 22, 2015
When I say music, I don’t mean some random, meaningless crap behind a hot beat. I mean the type of music that the public wasn’t ready for. I mean the type of music that many people loved from Drake, but after the accusations, were skeptical of him now being able to make. “Can he even make good music now?” I thought. “How do I know his best tracks were really written by him? Is his whole career a lie? Should I even think he’s dope anymore? Is his response track to this even gonna be good?”
The one question that I didn’t ask myself was “Is he even going to write his own response to this?” I knew Drake was smarter than that. He knew that he had to step up to the plate and prove to the public that he was, indeed, as talented as he’s led everyone to believe these past years. To my satisfaction, he did that like a pro.
His first response to Meek’s slanderous tweets was “Charged Up.” A slow-tempo song, the track had a disheartened vibe rather than an angry one that most diss tracks usually have. The irony was that Drizzy sounded laid-back in the song, though the title would have made you assume otherwise. By the way Drake was rapping and the overall feel of the track, I knew that it was definitely a warm up to something way more lethal.
Days go by and Meek doesn’t drop a diss track of his own. He just posts random nothingness on Instagram and Twitter when the people want to hear bars. This wasn’t cool. The rap game has always and will always be about competition. The fight to the top of the throne is one of the main factors of the culture. Everybody in the industry wants to be the best. So, when a rapper is called out by another via diss track, they almost run to the studio to shut the slander down with a quickness. There’s no wack tweets or Instagram posts that go up on their accounts before this. The FIRST response is a track. Period. The fact that Meek was on social media and not the studio had people messed up.
Another thing that bother people watching this drama was Meek not even trying to finish what he started. Why blast someone on Twitter and then not reply to what that person says about you? Why would you even accuse Drake of using ghostwriters and then go ghost?
This upset Drake too, and after waiting four days for Meek to respond, he blessed the internet with “Back 2 Back.” This second track got everyone even more riled up–filled with bars and shade for days. It also did it’s job of forcing Meek to finally clap back. The very next day, Meek’s “Wanna Know” dropped. The song even featured a snippet of a reference track for Drake’s “Know Yourself” with Quentin’s voice saying Drizzy’s parts. Unfortunately for Meek, it was still garbage to most of its listeners. Just like that, Drake proved his realness.
But you didn’t think Drake was going to take his win just like that, did you? Nah, he went in for the hip hop kill at OVO fest. From rocking a “Free Meek” T-shirt, to performing “Charged Up” while a slideshow of Meek memes played on a big screen, Meek was executed. The final blow was when Drake teased his third diss track for Meek, “3peat.”
If you ask me, I’ll say that this summer was definitely a test for Drizzy. He even said it himself, “I signed up for greatness. This comes with it.” But for someone to be tried in such a public forum and still win this battle—even though he still may be guilty for using ghostwriters at times–showed us and even possibly even himself, what he was really made of. You can never say you’re the best at something if you’ve never been tested and had to prove it. Now, I’m sure no one in their right minds will try to play Drizzy’s talent anytime soon.
Lol this my guy! pic.twitter.com/WUAtFsWCbr
— #BallGame✌ (@HitmanHolla) July 22, 2015
— OnSMASH (@OnSMASH) August 4, 2015
So without further adieu, I proclaim summer 2015, “Drake Season.” While Meme–I mean Meek–Mill is still recovering from his battle wounds, Drake’s out here continuing to have win after win. His latest album, If You’re Reading This, It’s Too Late even recently went platinum. Not only that, gospel stations are changing their format to only play his music, his limited edition black and white OVO Air Jordan 10 were released and he’s even been seen being booed up with Serena Williams. Plus, his crowd-pleasing surprise mixtape with Future, What A Time To Be Alive, dropped–where he fired even more painful shots at Meek, along with some of Future’s helping shade-filled lyrics. The last win but not least, is Drizzy’s opening of his new dope restaurant in his hometown of Toronto.
The domination of the 6ix God this summer has proven he’s real and that he’s to never be doubted again. Clap for him.