“My cave dwelling, oil paint, the Ghetto Tekz, all them Chicago beat-makers, scrapin’, sippin’ on Micky Mangos (the drink of choice), slippin’, late night tranquility, early morning vividity, sleep deprivation, loud, dice games, hip-hop, tribal percussion, fuzzy psych pebbles, my boy Ill Will, world sounds, 1972 soul tracks, battlefields, full moon, Remy Martin mixed with the Ciroc, RZA, riding a jeep through deserts, Raiders, Ravens, Bulls...