Let me tell you something—this Earth Angel, Master Magical Healer, sat down—tired. So tired I could’ve given myself an old-fashioned whooping for burning the midnight oil, making beats that’ll only drop when I say so. When you’re a lone wolf, you’ve got a lot of jobs—herding your own sheep, coaching your own hustle, even refereeing yo

Some people never learn.They see what you have—what you bled for—and they think it should be theirs. Not because they earned it. Not because they woke before the sun or buried themselves in the work or carried the weight day after day. But because they want it. And in their minds, that’s enough.They weren’t there when your hands shook from