Tyler opens his laptop, puts on headphones, and starts mumbling lyrics to a beat, which, given that a production program is open, I assume he made. Watching artists work on songs is incredible because it’s these little minutes-long creations that are the foundation of their entire empire. The table he’s sitting at is flush with Thomas bagels and Ozarka water, but he’s only focused on the beat and the handfuls of Cap’n Crunch he keeps eating. >>