Scrolling SoundCloud the other week, I was reminded of the Blackberry arguments, email apologies, and voicemail serenades of the Heartbreak Drake era. Technically, that’s the name of the unofficial compilation mixtape series I had downloaded onto my old iPod, but I consider Heartbreak Drake the brief moment in time right before and after So Far Gone , where a bunch of Drake ’s grainy R&B loosies, unfinished scraps, and remixes were floating around rap blogs. The moody emotional dumps were ridiculously petty yet sincere situational melodramas that felt so raw and impulsive, like they were recorded seconds after some shit went down. Listening to them today, it’s hard to get over the fact that they’re full of ideas that—through a combination of age, insecurities, and public embarrassments—would eventually harden into incel balladry.…