The Book About Nothing

...it started out as an ordinary day, but then I ran into drake. again. this time was no different than the first. i started my morning by asking God to show and prove. if wale was meant for me, then make it be. neither of these times did i connect with wale. i did however need to take a bathroom break so i dipped into the webster on collins ave. they had nice stuff. i decided to stick around and pretend like i was shopping for bae. the sales clerk was very nice and invited me to check out the second floor. when i arrive, there is a gladiator-sized black man sitting on the sofa. other than that, the only other customer was drake. of course, drake would show up when there was a request for true love. i don't know exactly what I expected when I prayed that morning. probably nothing. definitely not to see drake. again the first time was at a clothing store on fairfax. this was one day after seeing a wale interview where he talked about going to the club with drake. i didn't know what to do but I knew I had to do something so i commanded the mob that was between us to part like the red sea. i needed a private audience. his entourage was trying hard to prevent this from happening. drake, always the gentleman, told them it was ok for me to come through. now face to face with the champagne poppi i ask if he can introduce me to wale. he says no. fast forward a full revolution around the sun and some change. me and drake back on the same wavelength. sharing space at a clothing boutique. earlier that day, i released a dance video promoting a fan website I made for wale. once we were on the elevator, i decided to tell drake about it. he chuckled at the name and .....