High Off Life 🌬🔥
Blog Series | FIFAGHETTO: TRFLRCTION
We’re not waiting for a reason to smile.
We’re not waiting for the world to fix itself.
We’re high off life.
Not off money.
Not off fame.
Just that raw, uncut breath of existence — straight from the source.
This is for the ones who got nothing but vision,
for the ones who still dance when the beat is broken,
for the ones who sip joy from cracked cups.
We’ve been tested.
We’ve been scarred.
We’ve been called mad for believing in something deeper than the system allows.
But guess what?
We’re still floating. Still building. Still loud.
You don’t need a throne to feel royal.
You don’t need wings to rise.
All you need is that fire inside — and we got it by the gallon.
In FIFAGHETTO, we don’t just play.
We live like the game matters —
because it does.
Every touch, every pass, every scar —
it’s a story we refuse to let die.
We are the ghetto’s poets.
The dreamers in cleats.
The architects of a future so bold,
the world gon’ have to catch up.
