The world wanted a Pusha T response to “Duppy Freestyle” and today we get just that in the form of “The Story of Adidon”. And King Push didn’t pull any punches. He rapped about Drizzy’s father’s deadbeat ways, his mother never being married, calls out his secret illegitimate child by name, and even jokes about the health of Drake’s best friend/producer 40’s health (Among other things), all over Jay-Z’s “The Story of O.J.”. Some people are gonna say Pusha went too far but all is fair in rap beef. Game on.
[Intro] Easy money It’s about to be a surgical summer Chop the tops off the coupes The cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho The Spyder joint And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right? Watch the body drop
[Verse] Drug dealin’ aside, ghostwritin’ aside Let’s have a heart-to-heart about your pride Even though you’re multi, I see that your soul don’t look alive The M’s count different when Baby divides the pie, wait Let’s examine why Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies I’ll start it at the home front, “I’m on One” Dennis Graham stay off the gram, bitch I’m on one You mention wedding ring like it’s a bad thing Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing Marriage is somethin’ Sandi never had, Drake How you a winner but she keep comin’ in last place? Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him Confused, always thought you weren’t Black enough Afraid to grow it ’cause your ‘fro wouldn’t nap enough Since you name-dropped my fiancée Let ’em know who you chose as your Beyoncé Sophie knows better, ask your baby mother Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her A baby’s involved, it’s deeper than rap We talkin’ character, let me keep with the facts You are hiding a child, let that boy come home Deadbeat mothafucka playin’ border patrol, ooh Adonis is your son And he deserves more than an Adidas press run, that’s real Love that baby, respect that girl Forget she’s a pornstar, let her be your world (yuugh) How dare you put Ye in my verses? I’m selfish, I want all of the curses I’m pre-bookin’ the churches Me versus three hearses If we all go to Hell it’ll be worth it Already aligned with the greats, and on that same note The only ones I chase are two ghosts Still givin’ you classics, that’s the only thing that dates me OVO 40, hunched over like he 80, tick, tick, tick How much time he got? That man is sick, sick, sick I got the devil flow, nigga, six, six, six Surgical summer with it, snip, snip, snip And you don’t really want it with him
[Outro] Surgical Summer, Volume 1 We gon’ take this slow We just gon’ peel it back layer-by-layer Yeah, DAYTONA Album of the motherfuckin’ year And you talkin’ ’bout you upset Hahahahaha Well I wanna see what it’s like when you get angry, okay? You show me that Push!