don’t know if any other rapper is going, “Yo, we need a .1 dB up on that high hat” - that’s, like, the least amount of decibels you can go. Most people probably would not even hear a dB. But I’m sitting there: “No, it’s gotta have the exact right relation- ship with the snare and vocals.” That’s where I get carried away. Someone’s gotta literally come pry the fucking album from my fingers, because I’m still tweaking. And probably no one hears the difference.
It’s self-diagnosed. I could cop out and say it’s from music, but it’s not that. Once I got sober, I started noticing shit about my- self. Like, if I ran on the treadmill, if I had it in my mind that I needed to burn 500 calories, I hit that exact number. Part of me wonders, “Do I do it because I’m OCD or because I don’t want to be a quitter?” But then I sit there fucking with the drums on the mixing board for two hours, going, “Fuck, that snare is not right.” Now, I don’t know if it was always there and it was just always repressed with drugs.
So, I guess Em just left the OCD at home for Recovery, BME and every feature post Relapse?
It's weird to think of him dedicating that much time to his music and there being so many obvious flaws in them.
Especially back in the day he'd finish songs in a couple days.
Maybe OCD is fucking up his thoughts before the go from thought to finish song.