Persian warrior/lover/nonchalantly high IQ genius (in his own words) born in a warzone, raised in a quaint place called The Wirral. This kidda... This kidda... Na... This the type of guy that will tear a beat a new vagina after taking it to a dimly lit room for two hours before emerging rather smugly, after having opened the door for the ravaged track first of course - ever the gentleman.
Composed facade... but arouse his passions and you'll be sorry - ask your local bully or unreasonably aggressive nightclub bouncer... S has been repeatedly told that he is an elite human since childhood (mostly by his mum we reckon), and then by rap fans when he first emerged on the scene along side fellow rapper Lee Scott, which has probably, no, DEFINITELY gone to his head... Did I mention he also possesses a deep funkiness within his vocal fibres in a sort of baritone Brit-Iranian Chef from South Park with a slightly more domineering nature to him type of way? He just hasn't cared enough to use the gifts he was endowed with by the Gods (who he rejects as superior)... until now...