Sometimes, it feels less like observation and more like soft-launch PR—an attempt to frame Doechii as an underdog. After all, rap is no stranger to the “they don’t want me to win” narrative. It’s a classic move, from Nicki Minaj to Meek Mill.

So, where were Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike when the blade came out? Did Tory miss a protection payment?

Dear Not Like Us, You were the sound of sneakers krumpin’ on LA streets. A Compton cookout where the smoke rose from both barbecue and riots.