I know I’m supposed to like Drake — his albums typically earn critical accolades along with massive sales. He’s one of those emo rappers like Kanye who rap about their insecurities in between boasts about their sexual conquests.

Maybe I just haven’t heard the right songs yet, but so far I’m not impressed. For all of Kanye’s faults, I totally get why his music draws those raves. He paints vivid emotional landscapes in which he’s often the least interesting part. But Drake sounds like Kanye without the good stuff.

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