Growing up in a children's home, his path was rocky and took him to juvenile prison. From the tiny window of his cell, 1986zig could barely see the sky, but that was what felt like an eternity ago. Today, he is grateful for this experience, for all his mistakes and for the new existence he has built for himself. He hides his face behind a black balaclava; a reminder and bulletproof armor in the battle against his demons at the same time and also to focus completely on his music. his songs are the soundtrack of pain, remorse and forgiveness.