I've spent the last few days back in the Oh Six, catching up with crew, drinking copious amounts of liquor, freezing to death and trying to finish the writing process for the next album.
If all artists have a spot where their most comfortable creating, mine is the bedroom I grew up in, I think in part because it's a muthafuckin' time warp. Source and Slam magazines everywhere, Starter clothes in the closet, Pac poster on the wall, broken Mase CD case, all this shit that I couldn't part ways with.
I have about 90% of this album written, and the next three weeks to finish it off. Expect an October release. Yurrrp.