I just got really desperate to pay rent. It was weird, man. I had to wrestle a fake pussy off a crack head once.

Maybe I should disappear and not make anymore music. I mean, I think I'd take it really badly if I got slayed.

There's just so much stuff that sounds like Flying Lotus now - I really like what he does, but I don't want to be like him. The new stuff is more experimental.

I'm more confident in my music now because people are saying it's good - I'm trying to believe it, but it's very difficult. I don't know if it's going to end in disaster.

I didn't have any intention of releasing any of the tracks I made.

I've been making music ever since, but it was never something I thought I could make any money doing.

My uncle was a music producer and even he'd tell me to get a proper job. I tried to get him to give me five grand to make an album - it didn't happen.