‘U Can’t Copyright My Soul’ been ghost. not lost. just cookin this one in the dark so nobody could sand the edges off. they wanted the fire w/o the burn. the voice w/o the scars. the sound they could put in a box. funny. started w/ fingerpick + heartbeat drone. then the hybrid punched thru — rock grit + hip-hop pocket. one-man chaos like always. no committee. no “tone it down.” u can’t copyright my soul. ain’t a product. ain’t a brand. just the same stubborn vet who laughed when they said pick a lane. u’all thought I disappeared. nah. was gone for a reason. stayin me. keep the box. I’ll keep the roar. 😏more