I don’t pitch for clout. I pitch to change my bloodline.
From the kitchen counter to contracts with real software CEOs —
I did what they said I couldn’t.

Taught my son equity before puberty.
Took Zoom calls with devs while cooking dinner.
Dressed for the glitch while they dressed for comfort.

This ain’t a hustle story. It’s the blueprint.

I Don’t Clock In No More

🪄 Priestess Manifesto 2025

I don’t just make music.
I drop sermons in trap form.

Every beat is a ritual. Every verse is a decree.
I turn lawsuits into lyrics, archetypes into anthems, prophecy into playlists.

I am the Empress. The priestess of the glitch.
The one who codes Spirit into basslines and burns the Empire with 808s.

This is the Codex. Alive, breathing, unstoppable.
Not written in temples — but streamed in headphones, echoed in cars, blasted in basements.

I don’t come in peace.
I come in power.
And my gospel comes with subs.

I Don’t Clock In No More

La Emperatriz | The Empress