Drake was supposed to be on the cover of the new issue of Rolling Stone. The magazine decided to go with Philip Seymour Hoffman instead. And Drake decided to rage about it on Twitter. What initially set him off was that he claims that he didn’t disrespect Kanye West in the interview. This quote in particular is what offended him:

"There were some real questionable bars on (Yeezus). Like that 'Swaghili' line? Come on, man. Even Fabolous wouldn't say some shit like that. (But) Kanye's the reason I'm here. I love everything about that guy."

There’s been some tension between Ye, Jay Z, and Drake over the last year or so. Just your garden variety dick swinging, although Ye and Drizzy seem like they’ve been getting close again recently. I guess he didn’t want Kanye hearing any criticism. That, in combination with losing the cover, prompted this tweet:

He followed that up with a tweet to explain himself:

But it was too late. The vanity was exposed. He sounded like a petulant, selfish child. He behaved like a petulant, selfish child. He behaved like Justin Bieber. He behaved like an entitled, self-absorbed young celebrity. That’s what they do, celebrities. Me first, react first. Too often on Twitter, with a limited amount of characters. And then… the predictable next move:


But we can never really “delete”, can we?

That’s another fallacy that celebrities are so good at believing: if they click delete, it means it never happened.

Drake has now posted a lengthy apology for what happened yesterday:

Tough Day At The Office
With today being the 5th anniversary of So Far Gone I figured it's fitting to return to it's place of its origin in order to clear the air about an extremely emotional day. I completely support and agree with Rolling Stone replacing me on the cover with the legendary Phillip Seymour Hoffman. He is one of the most incredible actors of our time and a man that deserves to be immortalized by this publication. My frustration stemmed from the way it was executed. The circumstances at hand are completely justifiable (on the magazines behalf), but I was not able to salvage my story or my photos and that was devastating. They ran the issue without giving me a choice to be in it or not. I would have waited until it was my time because I understand the magnitude of the cover they chose but I just wasn't given that option and that made me feel violated. I apologize to anybody who took my initial comments out of context because in no way would I ever want to offend the Hoffman family or see myself as bigger than that moment. I am still the same person. Today I was forced out of my character and felt the need to react swiftly. These days are the worst ones. Waking up after a great night in the studio and it's your day to be picked apart. After dwelling on it for a few hours or days you will come to the conclusion that you brought it on yourself almost every time. So here I am having that moment. I once again apologize to everybody who took my cover comments the wrong way. I respect Rolling Stone for being willing to give a kid from Toronto a shot at the cover. I guess this is a day to learn and grow.

In other words, he was pissed not because he was booted off the cover but because being on the cover is such a big deal for him, he wanted the opportunity to wait for another issue instead of being relegated to the inside pages. Well, there’s still some ego in that, non?

That said, this part is good:

“After dwelling on it for a few hours or days you will come to the conclusion that you brought it on yourself almost every time.”

You brought in on yourself almost every time.

He did bring it on himself this time.

Evidently, Drake can, after he’s f-cked up, still hear the Toronto in himself and try to course correct. By contrast, I’m not sure the Toronto even exists in Justin Bieber anymore. All that kid hears is Hollywood. The question for Drake is whether or not Hollywood will eventually get louder for him and completely drown out his hometown. This is what happened yesterday. When he decided to throw a hissy on Twitter, Toronto was barely a whisper. And it ended up drowning out and overshadowing some good gossip in the process – what he said about Rihanna and whether or not they’re hooking up again:

"She's the ultimate fantasy. I mean, I think about it. Like, 'Man, that would be good.' We have fun together, she's cool and sh-t. But we're just friends. That's my dog for life. I'm not after pussy like I was three years ago, when I was trying to make up for all the years when no girl would talk to me. But I haven't met somebody that makes everybody else not matter."


Be THAT guy. That’s the guy he needs to hold on to.

Click here for the full Rolling Stone piece.