Big Daddy? More Like Big Fantasy

So now Mr. thinks he’s “Big Daddy”? Please. Let’s be real, the only thing big here is his imagination. He’s editing my videos, cutting my words, and spinning a whole fantasy world where I’m secretly obsessed with him. But let’s not forget: if you have to fake clips and lie on women just to get views, that’s not confidence… that’s desperation.

He says I’m a “BBW,” broke, and burger obsessed. Funny, because last time I checked, I’m not the one glued to Rumble making remix edits of someone I “don’t care about.” I'm only responding back. He’s the one recycling my face for free clout, begging for attention like his Mustang begging for oil changes.

Mr. wants to be “Big Daddy”? Nah. He’s “Big Fantasy.” And the only reason he’s loud is because deep down, he knows I’m not checking for him. This is just another case of a man projecting his insecurities onto the very woman he wishes he could have.

He wants to be near me so bad, taste me so bad, I’m starting to feel bad for his team. He just craves the Elite Experience an experience he’ll never have. After their first leader Pesoman failed, now they’ve got Mr. … and all that’s left is Jalen, Nate, and Marquis. You can’t make this up. Like Jose said, it's a clown show.

#BigFantasy #ReceiptsReady #ObsessionIsReal
#Kenny

Taking a break....