"Rolling With The Wild" ©

The story — in my words

I wrote this one while sitting on the floor of a half-empty apartment, still smelling of the diesel fumes from my old shift work. There was this moment where the tide finally turned, and the struggle felt like a distant memory. I remember looking at my crew—the same guys who shared ramen with me—and realizing we finally had the keys to the city. We cut the tracks in a garage-turned-studio during a heatwave, and you can hear that sweat-soaked energy in the tempo. It’s about more than just the money; it’s about that defiant 'I told you so' to everyone who said we’d never leave the dirt. I wanted to capture that top-shelf feeling when the wallet finally gets fatter than the doubts.