Live, from Central California, this dude is foolish enough to call himself an emcee, despite being a pasty face computer jockey. However, what he may lack in gangsta swagger, he makes up for in rhyme ingenuity and sheer creativity. If you're like TEXT, and disgusted with the way that modern hip-hop artists all rush to be carbon copies of whatever is popular at the time, then you might be a redneck.

In spite of the darker style of instrumentals that TEXT is used to pursuing, he would like to point out that even negative emotions need to be expressed, and that music doesn't always have to be happy and uplifting (though i can appreciate a good tune). I understand if you don't understand, as long as you understand that i love my creations like a parent loves an autistic child - more than you know. Yeeeaaaah Boyeeee!

Holy shit - it's Professor Text!