Lotic: I'm trying to compress all of my experiences all of the time.
ILoveMakonnen: That's what life is about. Show me something.
Lotic: It's just me projecting what I think the club should be about.
ILoveMakonnen: While everybody is still sleeping, I'm up.
Lotic: In a crowded room with the door locked and the lights turned off.
ILoveMakonnen: At the end of the day, I'm tired of uplifting people.
Lotic: But now everyone wants to go out and look cute and sip on their cocktails and take selfies.
ILoveMakonnen: I guess everybody's here for the money, but there's not even any money here anymore.
Lotic: It’s not interesting or fun to me.
ILoveMakonnen: It’s all lies.
Lotic: Give them concussion.
ILoveMakonnen: Exactly. Snap yourself in fucking Peru with crazy colors on listening to my music, enjoying shit.
Lotic: [Laughs] It's like, “Whatever, straight white person, I don't wanna hear it!”
ILoveMakonnen: That's what my family always told me.
Lotic: I didn't have a diary, I just opened Ableton and I poured everything in that way.