Dear Drake

It's a damn shame that I have to right this letter. It's an even worse shame that I saw it coming a mile away. Drake, you've really managed to make one of the worst videos I've ever seen. Seriously, how long did it take you to film this? It seems like every day there was news or pictures of the video shoot. The way heads were hyping it up, it sounded like you and Kanye were making the next 'Thriller'. This turned out so much worse. I love beautiful women and large breasts just as much as the next man, Drake, but I think you took it too far. What does this video even have to do with being the best someone's ever had? It looked more like a promo for a gym membership than a music video. For what it's worth, Drizzy, I'll give you props for getting so far in your career, becoming a leech of Wayne's. That Young Money deal solidified it as well (Dear Whoever readers might not even need to vote, it's so obvious). It must feel great to water down your music to reach a greater fanbase when you and older fans both know you're better. Then again, all you really wanted was the money, the cars, the clothes, and the hoes...