Whether hitch-hiking ten miles for cat-food and beer or shaking his fist in traffic you will find Moe-Gazzem with a smile on his face, a song in his heart, and a briefcase full of drugs. Even after a nuclear-blast Moe-Gazzem would be standing on a foot-hill in tattered clothes; bruised but not beaten. Said to be mentally ill he accuses paraplegics of laziness. An agent of wrong-doing he lives in infamy, best known for his slogan: "Money in my pocket and a party in my pants". The Sound Circus is a mix of up-tempo urban beats and fresh propaganda. Moe-Gazzem's lyrics reflect eye opening accounts of bad-sex and good drugs in the 831.