I was 13 years old when I heard my first Prince album. That's when I decided I was going to form my own band and one day rule the world.

There were challenges though in my quest for global musical domination.

I picked up a guitar but couldn't manage to play any chords. When I tried the piano, it was impossible for my hands to play different keys at the same time. I tried playing drums and found out I couldn’t keep rhythm. Then I thought I'd try singing and even enrolled in a singing class...but after my first session, my acapella teacher refunded me back my money and asked me not to come back. Thanks Ron.

At 18, I fell in love with hip hop. I wrote my own rhymes and produced my own beats, influenced by some of my favourite socially conscious hip hop artists like Guru, Chuck D, Rakim and KRS-1.

I even had a collection of Hammer pants (not the polka dot ones), but after years of hustle, I woke up one morning to face reality: I suck as a musician.

I was crushed. I felt doomed to wander the planet alone forever like the Incredible Hulk…until the day a camera was placed in my hand.

Since then, I’ve never looked back.