Yeah, I read about a couple kids getting killed.

We’re just showing people that negative is something we’re not portraying at all. I’m not in the video with burners out like, “Any one of y’all can get it.” It’s not about that.

It’s interesting, because that’s the way people took it.

Well, of course, because it’s me. They nitpick at everything.

Yeah, It was like, “Oh, Drake’s trying to be hard now. Drake’s in all black now.”

[Laughs.] Yeah, like I can’t wear batting gloves. I can’t do anything. All they want me to do is dress so they can make fun of me. Otherwise, it’s hard for them. I don’t give people many reasons to dislike me. They have to find shit. They’re like, “Aw man, sweaters. He wears sweaters too much. That’s wack, sweaters.” Like, “What?”

You can’t be warm, nigga. Take that shit off!

 

I don’t give people many reasons to dislike me. They have to find shit. They’re like, 'Aw man, sweaters. He wears sweaters too much. That’s wack, sweaters.' Like, 'What?'

 

It’s nitpicking, but I get it. There’s people who are contractually obligated to hate and be negative about shit. I just care about this world right here. For example, I could have came out and been like, “Yo man, look what I did man. Merging these two hoods, I’m a real-ass nigga,” but why? It was a moment for me. The fact that you even know about it, I’m shocked.

If I go out there and say, “Look what I did,” then it’s like, “You what? Nah.” Then people lash out, when I start taking credit. I don’t want credit for that. I’m just glad it happened, and I’m not going to go around and solicit it as a news story, “Drake brings the hoods together.” Nah. I’d rather just do it on my own man.

It’s the same shit how I used to say everybody thinks I went to some private school and my family was rich. Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I haven’t talked enough about it, but I didn’t grow up happy. I wasn’t in a happy home.

My mother was very sick. We were very poor, like broke. The only money I had coming in was off of Canadian TV, which isn’t that much money when you break it down. A season of Canadian television is under a teacher’s salary, I’ll tell you that much. It’s definitely not something to go fucking get.

Every story has you growing up in this very affluent, all-Jewish neighborhood.

 

Everybody thinks I went to some private school and my family was rich. Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I haven’t talked enough about it, but I didn’t grow up happy. I wasn’t in a happy home. My mother was very sick. We were very poor, like broke. 

 

Here’s the thing, I grew up on Weston Road. That’s near the west end of the city. It’s not the nicest area in the world. I grew up there. I moved to Forest Hill in the sixth grade. So I didn’t grow up in Forest Hill. I grew up out there. My pictures are in the school, I’m sure. You can go check it out. I went to Weston Collegiate for summer school. I wasn’t always in Forest Hill.

My mother happens to be a Jewish woman. She wanted the best for her family. She found us a half of a house we could live in. The other people had the top half, we had the bottom half. I lived in the basement, my mom lived on the first floor. It was not big, it was not luxurious. It was what we could afford.

I went to school with kids that were flying private jets. This guy distributes Rolex in Canada, and this person owns Turtle car wax, and this person owns Roots clothing, and I went to school with kids who were very fortunate. I never fit in. I was never accepted.

From there, I switched to a school called Vaughan Road, which again, is not by any means the easiest school to go to. It’s a tough school. I went to visit my dad in Memphis. I’ve been around a lot of shit in my life, and I just don’t solicit those stories. Those are just my stories man.

My life is mine to remember. Right now, I feel like I’m telling you this to prove something to you, and that bothers the fuck out of me. Why does it matter? Do I make music you enjoy? Fine. What does it matter where I came from?

Is it going to make you feel better to know that, “Oh man, I used to hang out with Yo Gotti and his manager in Memphis, before his manager got locked up, and I almost got shot in Memphis on New Years Eve, because we used to play around with guns and shit.” Does that make you feel better? Does that make me more official all of a sudden?

 

I went to school with kids that were flying private jets. This guy distributes Rolex in Canada, and this person owns Turtle car wax, and this person owns Roots clothing, and I went to school with kids who were very fortunate. I never fit in. I was never accepted.

 

I don’t know, that’s why I never do it. What’s the point? Then it’s the flip side like, “So what? You think because...” I don’t know man. For me, when it comes to ever, ever trying to explain myself or defend myself, I just let the music speak for itself. That’s all I want to be judged on anyway. My life is my life. That’s all that should matter.

Of course, it’s never going to be all that matters, because people in this generation especially, are obsessed with details of your life. I guess that’s what it is. I always feel guilty that if I start really telling people past-time stories about what I actually used to do, and the fact that I didn’t have a father, because he was in jail two separate times.

He did a two-year bid and a three-year bid, I was there when he got taken down. We had just gotten back from Memphis. Shit like that. I feel weird saying that shit, because why am I telling you this? It doesn’t have anything to do with my album, my music, who I am as a man. I’m doing it so readers can be like, “Aw man, fuck. That makes it a little better. Cool.”

I’ve seen a lot man. I’ve seen a lot of life, put it that way. I’ve been with the most blessed kids in the world. I’ve been with people whose life is right at the bottom of the barrel. I was on a TV show, I went to art school, I went to hood schools. I’ve lived. I’ve lived a full 24 years man.

You say you’re very happy, but it seems like some part bothers you somewhere.

Yeah. Every artist has their thing that’s going to consistently be a topic, and that’s my one thing. Thank God. Thank God I didn’t do anything stupid in my career for that to be the focal point of every interview. But yeah, that’s my one thing. I just want to make music for you. I don’t know how to prove to you that I’m official enough to listen to, or that you’ll feel okay as a man listening to my music.

 

Is it going to make you feel better to know that, 'Oh man, I used to hang out with Yo Gotti and his manager in Memphis, before his manager got locked up, and I almost got shot in Memphis on New Years Eve, because we used to play around with guns and shit'? Does that make you feel better? Does that make me more official?

 

That’s just my thing. We live in a very judgemental era. Even in that line that I said earlier about the greats from the past, like, I respect every artist right now man. Every artist. Every artist trying to make it right now is under a microscope that 10 years ago, six or seven years ago no one was under.

Like when Jay-Z pulled out Mobb Deep’s ballerina pictures, people were like “Oh!”

Right. That shit was like early Mediatakeout times and shit. That shit’s every day for us. I can only imagine what it’s going to be like for artists after us. Gossip and exposing goes hand-in-hand with rap music now, whereas before if they didn’t write about it in a publication you were good.

If Star and Buckwild didn’t go in on you on the radio, or whatever that lady’s name is, Wendy Williams. If they didn’t go in on you, you were golden. It was like, “What? They didn’t find out about that shit? I’m good.” Now it’s like, cell phones, e-mails. It’s FBI shit now.

Like I said, I live day in and day out knowing that there is nothing that I’ve done in my life ever that I fear the day that it comes out. Even that shit from my class project the other day, I laughed at it. I was just like, “Yeah man, I was in school. What the fuck.” [Laughs.] I’ve never done anything crazy and that lets me sleep at night.

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