Soolking - Rockstar Prod By Chг©fi | Fresh PICK |

Elias closed his eyes. He wasn't just a singer anymore; he was a bridge between worlds. He thought of the dusty streets of his youth, the long nights spent dreaming of a stage he couldn't see, and the cold reality of being an immigrant in a city that didn't always want him.

Chéfi nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen. He hit a sequence, and a heavy, melodic bassline began to thrum through the floorboards. It was haunting, yet triumphant—the sound of a survivor who had finally found the throne. Soolking - Rockstar Prod by ChГ©fi

"It needs more soul, Chéfi," Elias said, leaning back in his chair. "More of the struggle, but with the shine of where we're going." Elias closed his eyes

As the track built, his voice soared. He sang about the duality of fame—the designer clothes that hid the scars, and the gold chains that felt as heavy as the shackles of the past. He sang for the kids back home who looked at the Mediterranean and saw a wall, telling them it was actually a red carpet. Chéfi nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen

Elias walked to the window, watching the city wake up. He was no longer just a kid with a dream; he was the voice of a generation that refused to stay silent. The world called him a star, but in that studio, he knew the truth: he was a born from the grit, polished by the beat.

“I’m a Rockstar,” he whispered into the mic, his voice catching the melody Chéfi had woven.

"They’re going to feel this one," Chéfi said, a rare smile breaking his focused expression.