Rari began making music in his teenage years, releasing his first song on Myspace in 2007 shortly after buying his first microphone. That year, he would also go on to create his YouTube-channel, which was at the time known as sk8tbrdt, where he upload skating clips, music videos, and sometimes even just regular videos of him hanging out with his friends and listening to music.
In 2011, Rari joined his first collective, The Terrorist Posse, which at the time consisted of him and some friends. In late 2012, after having released some work together and a few members leaving, the short-lived group would eventually turn into the well-known Goth Money Records that Rari's known for founding today.
He has his own extensive solo discography separate from Goth Money, however. Rari is also a frequent collaborator, creating tracks with artists & producers such as Lil Yachty, SpaceGhostPurrp, Bladee, CHXPO, Working on Dying, Big Baby, Metro Boomin, and many more.
Rari is one of the most unique artists born from the internet rap culture, drawing heavy influence from artists such as Lil B, MGMT, Pink Floyd & Santigold. His mannerisms and style made him a pioneer in the cloud rap sub-genre, and has also been at the forefront of the tread sub-genre. His signature delivery is often very slurred or nearly unintelligible, sometimes reaching a sing-song tone.
Rari continuously pushes out new music, and always exemplifies his self-coined “still struglin', still shinnin'” lifestyle.
Bleedin My Life Away
SICKBOYRARI Lyrics
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World fucked up I'm like, why?
Hoes actin' dumb, I'm like why? Fuck em
B-B-Big Los on the track boy
Why these hoes is shaking ass, I'm like why?
And why my souljahs cry? I'm like why?
Shit fucked up, I'm like, I'm like why?
I pull up in the sky, oh why?
Smokin' dope, smokin' dope but why?
Ridin' slow, Ridin' slow, why?
My whip, my whip, fly
Diamonds in my eyes, I shine
I'm a sick boy aye, but why?
A thugged out nigga aye, I
I think I'm 2Pac, aye
Shine, shine, thug angel in the sky
A nigga fly fly my souljahs on the ground
My woadie died, died
The sky the same color ruby
Red, blue, purple, diamonds, aye
I, 30 round clip, fly
Smoking on that ash, but why?
This pack it got me nasty, oh why?
These hoes is shaking ass, I'm like why?
I'm in the strip club, them diamonds fly
I pull up by my lonely, no dirty sprite
I slide up with my nigga, my nigga fly
These dirty tears they drop, and fly
I pull up on yo block, then I fly
I got a fuckin' shotty, but why?
These niggas hate on me, but why?
The lyrics to SICKBOYRARI's "Bleedin My Life Away" explore the artist's feelings of confusion, frustration, and pain in the face of a messed up world and the actions of those around him. The repetition of the phrase "I'm like why?" reflects his inability to understand the reasons behind the things happening around him. The mention of hoes acting dumb and people wanting his shine suggests a sense of betrayal and the artist's struggle to navigate through a world filled with negativity and jealousy.
The lyrics also touch upon themes of loss and grief, with the mention of soldiers crying and the artist feeling like a thugged out version of 2Pac. This could be a reflection on the artist's own struggles and the burdens he carries, relating it to the experiences of legendary rapper Tupac Shakur.
Overall, "Bleedin My Life Away" expresses the artist's emotional turmoil and his attempts to find clarity and understanding in a world that seems to be against him.
Line by Line Meaning
Damn, shit fucked up I'm like, why?
I'm perplexed and frustrated by how messed up things are in my life.
World fucked up I'm like, why?
The state of the world is so messed up, and I can't understand why.
Hoes actin' dumb, I'm like why? Fuck em
I'm questioning why some women are behaving foolishly, and I'm expressing my disregard for them.
B-B-Big Los on the track boy
This song is produced by Big Los.
Why these hoes is shaking ass, I'm like why?
I can't comprehend why these women are emphasizing their sexuality in such a way.
And why my souljahs cry? I'm like why?
I'm questioning the reasons behind the sadness and pain experienced by my loyal friends.
Shit fucked up, I'm like, I'm like why?
I'm deeply troubled by the messed up situation I find myself in, and I can't help but question why.
These niggas want my shine, I'm like why?
I find it puzzling that these individuals are envious of my success and want to overshadow me.
I pull up in the sky, oh why?
I metaphorically elevate myself to a superior position, and I'm left wondering why others can't reach the same heights.
Smokin' dope, smokin' dope but why?
I engage in drug use, but I question the underlying reasons for my dependency.
Ridin' slow, Ridin' slow, why?
I'm driving at a leisurely pace, but I'm unsure of the purpose behind my slow movement.
My whip, my whip, fly
I boast about the impressive nature of my car.
Diamonds in my eyes, I shine
I'm adorned with precious jewels, symbolizing my luxurious and radiant lifestyle.
I'm a sick boy aye, but why?
I define myself as an unconventional and troubled individual, but I contemplate why that is the case.
A thugged out nigga aye, I
I portray myself as a tough and street-oriented person.
I think I'm 2Pac, aye
I liken myself to the late rapper 2Pac, possibly identifying with his rebellious nature and legendary status.
Shine, shine, thug angel in the sky
I express my desire to radiate and stand out, resembling an angelic yet rebellious figure.
A nigga fly fly my souljahs on the ground
While I may appear confident and impressive, my loyal friends remain grounded and supportive.
My woadie died, died
I mourn the loss of a close friend, acknowledging their death.
The sky the same color ruby
The sky shares a reddish color reminiscent of rubies, possibly indicating a chaotic or violent atmosphere.
Red, blue, purple, diamonds, aye
I associate various vibrant colors and diamonds with my extravagant lifestyle.
I, 30 round clip, fly
I possess a firearm with a 30-round magazine, symbolizing my readiness for conflict or self-defense.
Smoking on that ash, but why?
I question my decision to indulge in smoking ashes, highlighting the absurdity of my actions.
This pack it got me nasty, oh why?
I express confusion regarding the negative effects and consequences of the drugs I consume.
These hoes is shaking ass, I'm like why?
I'm unable to understand the motives behind these women's provocative dance moves.
I'm in the strip club, them diamonds fly
While present in a strip club, I assert my bling and the visually striking nature of my diamonds.
I pull up by my lonely, no dirty sprite
I arrive alone, avoiding the influence of codeine-laden drinks known as 'dirty sprite.'
I slide up with my nigga, my nigga fly
I approach a situation or location alongside a trusted friend who is as impressive as I am.
These dirty tears they drop, and fly
Tears, tainted by sorrow or regret, cascade and fly as a symbolic representation of my emotional struggles.
I pull up on yo block, then I fly
I swiftly arrive at your neighborhood, indicating my ability to move with speed and purpose.
I got a fuckin' shotty, but why?
I possess a shotgun, but I question the reasoning behind acquiring such a weapon.
These niggas hate on me, but why?
I'm puzzled as to the motives behind the animosity and jealousy directed towards me.
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