I can't sit here and definitely say that this dude Louie V. Gutta helped write some of Meek Mill's songs, but I will say it makes a hell of a lot sense if he did. For starters, he is in some of his credits. More importantly, it would explain the insecure nature in which Meek Mill has handled the death of his reputation. It's actually a very simple concept if you think about it. Let's call it the "whoever smelt it, dealt it" affect. Remember sitting around with a group of friends as a kid and tearing ass only to be the first person to proclaim "eww, who did that?". Like 90% of the time the person that mentions it first is the guilty party. Am I going back too far? How about the well known fact that most people that cheat in their relationship constantly accuse their significant other of cheating. It's a surefire sign of insecurity. Accuse others of your transgressions and hope nobody, in turn, points the finger at you. Redirect the story before the story gets directed at you. I guess Meek was allegedly feeling a little bleak about his inability to write his own bars. Well, what better way to take the attention off himself than by accusing someone he is close with of doing exactly same thing. Unfortunately for Meek Mill, he forgot about that whole throwing rocks when you live in a glass house metaphor. Especially when you are throwing rocks at an armored truck of #1 hits and unrivaled popularity. Add in the fact that Drake is a significantly better artist and you end up with a gangster rapper facing a worse fate than all of Ronda Rousey's opponents combined.
Damn, I bet Meek really wishes he ran those tweets by his publicist before he sent them out to the world. While having a ghost writer is extremely frowned upon in the hip hop community, it is very common for a rapper to get help with his lines from time to time. Basically Meek Mill or Drake getting a hand with their rhymes doesn't become a big deal unless Meek, himself, makes it a big deal. Actually seems like a pretty easy thing to avoid. Don't call the kettle black if the kettle is a light skinned, Canadian Jew with more talent in his spout than the pot has in it's entire existence. If you do, take heed, because you might end up the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen...or worse...
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