He only had one hit song and now he's like this.
Sheesh...
You got to put yourself in dude's shoes, man.
From the outside, we like "dude you rich...WTF". But the dude was a ticking time bomb before the fame. Going through the streets of NYC feeling like a complete failure. Just dealing with the endgame of hustle or die. He decides to jump into the rap game because why not. Better than slinging crack rock or having a wicked jumpshot. The flow was there, the spittage was on point, and the following was growing. Then a song hit the mainstream... Panda! Plus a Ye cosign

. Money problems gone, but not the big question is what happens next?
Panda is a good song and been on everybody's playlist, but where's the album?
The album drops or in this case a mixtape....a year or so after the song drops. In a time when music fans have ADHD and moved onto the more melodic Future DS2 sound. Dude assed out and confused on how to make it back to the top. The pressure gets to him. He does not want to go back to the projects with the pissy hallways and NYC garbage, plus he became a meme in the wrong ways, so he proves to Funkmaster Flex that he has the juice.
That didn't work....okay what about the concerts:
Ouch! Okay so a new album perhaps:

farts
Okay, so what do I do?!?! The pressure is getting clearer and the ambitions drop at an alarming rate as drugs become the end game along with depression:
It never left. Hence, the ticking time bomb setting off on that airplane. Yet, somehow, someway the dude smiles to protect the image of a broken spirit desiring peace in a destructive industry that steadily goes left instead of right.