9 months ago A small, struggling indie hip-hop artist stands in the center of a dark urban alleyway, clutching his microphone and lyric book. Above him, a grotesquely oversized, monstrous music industry executive looms—obscenely fat, wearing a suit made of gold records, his cigar smoke forming dollar signs in the air. His face is exaggerated, a mix of a grinning pig and a corporate CEO, with tiny, soulless sunglasses covering his eyes. He holds an enormous hammer labeled 'CONTRACT' above his head, ready to crush the young rapper into submission. Around them, platinum-selling mainstream artists are depicted as faceless, mannequin-like puppets, strings tied to their backs, controlled by the industry giant. The atmosphere is dark, dystopian, with surreal elements blending into the gritty photorealism—symbolizing the crushing weight of the corporate music machine. --ar 16:9 --v 5.2 --style raw --q 2 --chaos 7 --stylize 900 ZeroTrace 0 47
