"You always make music, are you nuts? Rap battles are music. And don't lie to me, I've heard you rap and it's something you wrote and made. You make music. And hey, man, the beats you use? Don't tell me you didn't sample and make it all yourself? Stop clowning." Rolling his eyes, he opened his beer bottle on the kitchen counter and took a long sip before smiling with a boyish charm, not deterred and certainly not scared off.

"Look, if you don't wanna do it seriously, that's fine. I ain't asking for that. What I want is to just experiment around, make beats, maybe just chat? Like music is my life, it's all I do and I love it, don't get me wrong but I wanna talk to someone who gets it. You get me?" Probably not. He seemed very not interested but as if that would stop him.