The song is “B’s on the Table.” 21 Savage is on it. Variety pulled the bar the day the album landed.

I’m fighting the man, not suing the rapper. You boys is not listening.

That is the thesis he has been repeating since he sued Universal Music Group over Not Like Us. Not a defamation case against Kendrick Lamar as a private person. A case against the company that pressed the record, serviced the radio, and, in Drake’s telling, put corporate muscle behind a song he says crossed from diss into something the label should not have amplified.

A judge already knocked pieces of that suit down. Reports around the drop said he was in appeal territory. The lyric does not wait for a ruling. It lectures the comments. You keep saying I sued a rapper. I sued the building.

Same album, “Make Them Remember”: golden goose, shaking things up at Lucian’s house. Lucian Grainge. The man. He will still deliver numbers. He will still kick the table.

Episode 4 previewed the line the night before midnight. “Swear my label gotta free me baby” sat next to it. Independence talk on a record that still ships through the same system. That contradiction is the whole era. He wants out of the machine and he needs the machine to certify the week.

Kendrick does not have to answer a caption. The court already has paper. This graphic is Drake in a white coat, gray sky, trees bare, diamond tear mark. The face of a man who wants the last word to be corporate, not personal. The timeline heard “rapper” anyway. He put the correction on wax and still had to print it in a headline so somebody would listen.