There are people out there
who think they can put you against a wall.
Try to talk over you.
Try to dominate you.
Try to make you feel small.
I carry a big frame.
A heavy presence.
A body built through years of pain, weight, and discipline.
I'm not someone you "move" that easily.
It’s never been about money.
For the last years i could've bought anything i truly wanted.
But money can't build respect.
Money doesn't put weight on the bar.
Money doesn't make you unbreakable.
Pain does. Consistency does.
Showing up when everything hurts, that's what makes you who you are.
I learned that the hard way.
No pain, no gain.
So tell me,
how the hell am i supposed to step back
in front of someone who hasn't walked even one meter in my path?
Someone who never carried what i carried?
Someone who breaks under pressure i call a warm-up?
What's the point of pretending superiority
when the truth is right there...
in the size, in the strength, in the way the room shifts when i enter?
I don't bow.
I don't step back.
I don't break.
Indomitable.
And that's something no car, no ego,
no man with empty words
can ever take away.