Street legends don’t arrive politely. They kick in the door wearing irony like a bulletproof vest. NEFTALÍZ arrived the same way—half meme, half manifesto—slipping through boroughs and timelines like oil through cracked pavement. One moment he’s a blurry Instagram Live in the Valentine section of The Bronx, the next he’s a think-piece footnote in D.C., and by sundown he’s a name scratched into the side of a cultural argument with a rusty key.