I’ve learned that just because you hit happy hours,
vent about annoying bosses in co-worker group chats,
and share a cubicle doesn’t mean you’re sharing true friendships.
work and industry relationships doesn’t equal loyalty.
when co-workers turn on you,
the paper cut from your walking papers can sting.

drake,
a wolf once inked his so-called friendships onto his skin,
watched those same folks ghost him after he was skull dragged.
he came out with a recent freestyle questioning their loyalty…

and as he questions their roles in his life,
or maybe his own judgment,
i gotta ask:

Is it Drake?
or is it them?

like a scorpio nursing a grudge,
he allegedly took aim at king james in that freestyle.
the same king james who use to smile up in his face:

( x to end up here )
the same king james he has tatted on his arm too:

Drake's tattoo of LeBron James pic.twitter.com/5ceScq4ZJ5

— Complex Music (@ComplexMusic) January 4, 2025

he allegedly hints at on lebron’s extracurriculars with a certain breed of canadian companions,
which was always light whispers in the forests:

Sofia Franklyn previously accused LeBron James of cheating

: Sofia with an F Podcast pic.twitter.com/7dYxU0PG3l

— aGOODoutfit (@aGOODoutfit) September 21, 2023

it’s stage two of grief,
in case you’re counting.
here’s the real question:

When does Drake hit acceptance rather than victim?

lowkey: why does it feel like king james is a friend to no one?
or he just knows how to protect himself in this industry of jackals and hyenas?