Scorched Paths
These tracks show the rage of a wild fire. The ground is charred, and dead trees lie as grim reminders. The air smells the aroma of smoke. Take heed of these paths, for hazard still lurks within. Droppin'/Pumpin'/Flippin' Beats This Week This week is lit/going wild/stacked with fresh tracks. We've got bangers/slammers/fire coming from every/all