Party, booze, girls, party, fun, booze, drunk, fight, party, party; a day in the life of Prof’s raps. A 25-year-old who loves to have a good time, Prof thinks his music should reflect exactly that. “Everyone’s trying to be a preacher or a politician— telling you how to live your life,” he says. “I’m not running for Senate. I’m doing this for fun and I don’t watch my mouth.”

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Buck wild, obnoxiously honest and consistently inconsistent, Prof’s music is perfect for getting messed up and tangled in trouble. Appealing to the rowdiest crowds in town, Prof’s live shows are never a let down on excitement and any attendee is sure to leave exhausted and reeking of stale beer. “You can’t just walk back and forth on stage when you’re a rapper. Rapping isn’t enough,” he says about performing. Crowd surfing, jumping and racing around like a mad man, Prof is drenched in various fluids by the end of the show. “I want it to look like a tornado ran through the place after I’m done with a show.” Taking pride in his level of honesty, fans of his lyrics will definitely get to know Prof a little more than most would find necessary. Dirty and sometimes even gross, Prof loves to keep everyone’s attention for ransom.

Someday Prof hopes to make it big and hear his music on all the trashy top 100 radio stations. “I wanna be famous. I want to get money and a big house,” he says with a grin. “I’ve already been doing this for ten years and I’m happy, but come on— I want to be able to buy my mom a Porsche.” Freestyling by the time he was in eight grade, Prof grew up surrounding himself in hip-hop as much as possible. Today rapping is still his favorite thing to do— hands down. Prof stands by his assertion that he is the “best MC on the planet” and if you don’t believe him, come to show and challenge him. But take it from one his lyrics: “I’m like a limp dick— you don’t fuck with me.”