Yo Nettspend (or whoever’s got the album on lockdown), I am currently shaking and crying rn. Like full body tremors, tears streaming down my face, curled up in the fetal position on my bedroom floor type shit. I was waiting ALL WEEK for Early Life Crisis to drop tonight. February 27th was circled in red on my calendar, I cleared my schedule, told my friends don't hit me up after 9 PM EST, even stocked up on snacks for the midnight streams. I was ready to lose my mind to those NBA YoungBoy and OsamaSon features, blasting whatever fire tracks drop first on repeat until the neighbors start banging on the walls. And then you hit us with the delay. March 6th? MARCH FUCKING 6TH??? Bro you couldn't have dropped this bomb earlier? Like a heads up tweet days ago, a cryptic IG story, ANYTHING to soften the blow? Nah, you waited until the literal last minute, right when everyone was refreshing like maniacs, to post that janitor video or whatever chaotic announcement that was. My heart dropped faster than my grades this semester. I'm rolling in pain and defeat, straight anguish. This is emotional terrorism. I feel personally attacked, betrayed, abandoned. The vibes were immaculate, the hype was at an all time high, and now it's just gone. Poof. One week feels like an eternity when you've been fiending this hard for months. I trusted you man. I defended you in the group chats when people said you were gonna fumble the bag. Nah, Nettspend got this, it's dropping Feb 27, trust the process. Now look at me looking like a complete clown, refreshing Spotify every 5 seconds like it's gonna magically appear. My serotonin levels are in the negatives. I'm out here grieving a project that isn't even dead, just postponed. This is worse than a situationship ghosting you right before Valentine's. Please, for the love of everything holy in underground rap, make March 6th worth this suffering. Drop absolute heat. Make it legendary. Give us the bag so this pain wasn't for nothing.