Dear Drake

BeautyBeyondBones

Confession:

I love Drake.

Yes, thank you Canada for producing such a fine young gentleman.

I know, I know, I know. Some of his songs are…morally questionable. But daaaaang they’ve got some sick beats!

And sometimes, a girl’s just gotta have a dance party like it’s 1999 to some Hotline Bling and bust out my grandpa dance 🙂

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But I was listening to Spotify this afternoon, and Drake is all over the Top 40’s station.

And yes, I listen to Top 40’s….because I am *cool.*


Riiiight…

But there’s a lyric in one of his songs that goes like this:

I gotta talk to God even though he isn’t near me/Based on what I got it’s hard to think he don’t hear me

And I literally stopped on the street, and made a note of it. And here’s why:

This little stanza illustrates what I personally…

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