Lol, we were sitting in home room and D was like, “Let’s be a rap group!” randomly. Big Boi is his step-brother’s distant cousin, so he thought we were shoo-ins to just freely record in Stankonia or some shit. We started one day in 2nd semester of 8th grade and never got past 8th grade graduation.

In marching band in HS, we had our fake Dungeon Family shit going on in the tuba/baritone storage room. My boy lugged an ASR-10 between home and school everyday.