Simple, Starving To Be Safe
The ending of the song brings along a guy named Baka and then this happens:
Been a East Side ting. Scarborough ting from time, G, been have up di ting dem from time, G. So I don’t know what’s wrong with these little wastemen out here eh? Y’all need to know yourself.”
Now, given the fact that I lived in Scarborough for 16 years, and I still rep it as if I still live there (my family and childhood friends are there, and I’m not far from the Scarborough border), I was ecstatic when I heard this said. The loud, brash, and annoyance came out in full swing as I was yelling out “DUN KNOW! SCARBOROUGH TING FROM TIME, YUHZEEIT DAWG! YOU ALREADY KNOW SCARBOROUGH AH DI REALEST FROM TIME” and so on and so on. Scarborough has an identity onto its own that a lot of people either love or hate – there’s no in-between. Always being seen as the outcast and the ‘black cloud’ looming of the city of Toronto, the people of Scarborough always have large chips on their shoulders because they’re automatically judged based on where they’re from. And that’s not just one block, it’s the whole region. Now, prior to Toronto’s 1998 Amalgamation (combining the areas of: Scarborough, York, East York, Old Toronto, Etobicoke, and North York together as one ‘Megacity’), Scarborough was its own entity; I lived there when it on its own, and everyone who lives there still writes ‘Scarborough’ on their postage mail, and the media (although they’re supposed to refer it as the ‘East End’), they still say Scarborough. East Side, Scarbz, The Borough, whatever you’d like to call it – is always home, and the fact that it got hailed up on a Drake album is huge (it wouldn’t be the last time, either)."