Dear Queen,
People ask me what the journey has been like, and I never know where to start. Maybe here:
A boy in Port Harcourt, freestyling between school and the streets, being told to his face when he wasn’t good — and coming back the next day anyway. They called me Fatal Emcee then. I had no idea that one day a community of incredible women would carry these songs further than I ever dreamed.
From the Audiomack freestyles to ‘US.’ going everywhere at once, the truth has stayed the same: none of it happened alone. The Shhtars, the Queens, every single one of you — you are the co-writers of this story.
This journey means everything because you are in it.
With gratitude,
Swayvee
