There’s a saying someone posted here, and I’ve seen elsewhere, that basically says you can’t let everyone on your ship cause you have mufukkas that will sink it if they can’t be the captain.
When he first got home I could understand his frustration at having to go work construction when one of his best friends that he looked out for and helped back in the day is now a billionaire.
But now I see he belongs exactly where he is. And that’s really some hoe shyt to try and sow discord on the low by speaking on Emory and how he should feel. I’m sure Emory wakes up everyday feeling fukkin great.