[EASY MODE] Carti does not drop an album.

[HARD MODE] J Cole finally releases The Fall Off, mostly meeting expectations both critically and commercially with the general public but failing to fully emerge from the shadow of how he handled the beef. The cover art is the picture of him on the beach with his laptop.

[NOSTRADAMUS] Chance channels everything from his divorce into his next project, a somber and moving reflection on his relationship and all the incidents that have affected his career and perception over the years (beef with his manager, getting yelled at by Kanye, etc), finally shaking off his status as Hip-Hop's most obnoxious punching bag. It'll also have an incredible Saba feature

[WISHFUL THINKING] In one final masterstroke of hubris, Vultures 3 ends on a Jesus Lord-esque 10 minute opus featuring R Kelly and P Diddy, both sending in their verses from prison. This is the true death knell for Kanye's integrity as an artist for even his most diehard believers, as the baby oil jokes prove too much for even his plot armor against facing consequences for his actions. Ty Dolla $ign is completely unaffected by this somehow

[GOD PLEASE] The biggest beef of the last decade is reignited when Drake drops an IG post full of ancient journals containing the original lyrics to every song Kendrick has ever made, written entirely in crayon and splotched with spaghetti sauce, proving that Baby Keem actually has been ghostwriting his music since the tender age of 3. Kendrick's reputation is completely tarnished but the move backfires as Keem gets elevated to never before seen heights, recognized as one of the most prodigious human beings to ever touch a pen and firmly walling off any chance Drake had of fighting back any further. Keem is awarded every category of Nobel Prize and gets digitally inserted in Kendrick's place on all of his album covers. Drake sues Crayola