Dear Drake,

RUN!!! Get the hell out of that backstage room. Before your eyes are the group of fools called the crew. Nowhere near being famous, these people are subjugated to a minor role behind a bigger, more famous rapper (i.e. Weezy F). Some stay for the promise of somehow making it big in their own right (Lloyd Banks). Others stay simply for financial reasons, putting out subpar albums (Killa Cam) and creating marketing ploys to stay in the limelight (50 aka Ferarri). Some even stay because their affiliation to said rapper is so financially motivated that they could be one hit away their whole career, but as long as their alive they're a millionaire (Memph Bleek of course). Whatever the case, Drizzy, get away from the YM crew now. You don't wanna be a lackey for the rest of your career, especially if you have to deal with those negroes every day.