It often seems Nix rhymes even more than he speaks. It wouldn’t be surprising to find out that he even thinks in rhyme.  Nix could easily freestyle all day long, as if he simply taps into an other-worldly archive of rhymes. Nicknamed Nicodemus by his own family, his wisdom opens us to higher levels of consciousness while his words are also rooted in his earthly experiences and street life. If more than one second goes by in a cypher without someone stepping in, Nix will pop in with a continuous flow taking us through the streets, up to the cosmos, and back again, never stopping even when the crowd roars in awe. We stop to absorb while he keeps going, and when we tune back in it’s the same ride over again. Though he could easily freestyle an entire album that would impress the best of us, he prefers to take his time to write to perfection before recording. His intention? "Wake their eyesight like a soldier of Folgers, make your brainwaves fizz like kickin’ a million sodas."