No Andrew Cunanan.
Drake knows how to turn shit into sugar. His alchemy was put to the test this past summer when he hopped on Migos’ “Versace”. Mastering the group’s terse flow, Drizzy’s verse served as the ultimate status update. Need 16 bars? Think again. (“Verse for a verse, but man that’s not a swap to me”), Nothing Was The Same release date? (“Started a label, the album is comin’ September, just wait on it”), Your music? (“I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don’t ask for my take on it”).” Yeah, he deserves an award for that. —B.Dot