Aight, Uce… you talkin’ real loud for somebody who still gotta stand across from me. You keep talkin’ about lights, but the only thing you gonna be lookin’ up at is me standin’ on that turnbuckle throwin’ the ones up after I drop you.
You say you’re collecting a W? Nah, fam. You’re walking straight into the longest night of your career. Just don’t be shocked when you’re looking up at the lights wondering how the smoke got turned right back around on you. 🤷🏽