Nasty C drops Psychic, his highly anticipated solo single, released on May 9, 2025, under Tall Racks. Produced by Nasty C under his alias Czzle, the track arrives after weeks of cryptic teasers and social media snippets. The song showcases his lyrical agility, blending sharp storytelling with a confrontational energy that reflects his evolution as an artist.
The beat is hard-hitting, complementing Nasty C’s confident delivery. His verses navigate interactions with haters, fans, and his inner circle, reinforcing his status in hip-hop. A snippet shared earlier this week included the line, “Hater on my dick, The whole thing not just the Tip,” setting the tone for the track’s raw intensity. The production, described as “hard-sounding” by Zkhiphani, highlights his ability to craft dynamic flows that resonate with listeners.
Since his breakout mixtape Price City in 2015, Nasty C has consistently pushed boundaries. His 2023 album I Love It Here solidified his global influence, amassing over 120 million streams for Strings And Bling. Psychic arrives at a pivotal moment, following his decision to go independent. His move aligns with his earlier statements about maintaining creative control, emphasizing that no label will dictate his sound or image.
Beyond music, Nasty C has been balancing fatherhood, fitness, and frequent visual content. His independence allows him to shape his career on his terms, reinforcing his reputation as “The Coolest Kid in Africa.” His accolades include being the youngest recipient of the Best Freshman Award at the 2015 South African Hip Hop Awards and collaborations with global stars like A$AP Ferg and Davido.
Fans expect Psychic to continue his streak of impactful releases, following his 2022 Ivyson Army Tour Mixtape and his role as the first African brand ambassador for Activision’s Call of Duty. The single is already generating buzz, positioning itself as a defining moment in his independent chapter.
Produced by Nasty C
May 9, 2025
1 Song, 2 minutes
℗ 2025 Tall Racks
Lyrics
Tints on the whip
Can’t be out here moving like a fish
Haters on my dick
The whole thing, no, not just the tip
All my niggas lit
Don’t be nervous, baby, take a pic
I’m a psychic
‘Cause I always knew that I’d be rich
Candle light, lit
Everywhere I go, I leave a tip
Big dog, pit
Ain’t gotta touch me, I’m already it
I gotta pay the rent
So don’t be nervous, baby, hit the link
All my niggas lit
All my, all my niggas lit
You know I do what I do
You know I stay breaking rules
You know I’m coming from that
Black-white-yellow-green-red and blue
I like to joke and I laugh
But don’t you get shit confused
‘Cause when it’s up, then it’s up
And it’s fuckin’ stuck on the moon
Put a buck on your luck if you think it’s something to do
Stop chasing hoes instead of chasing the loot
She chose me over him ’cause he was a regular dude
She chose me over him ’cause he was a regular dude
Tints on the whip
Can’t be out here moving like a fish
Haters on my dick
The whole thing, no, not just the tip
All my niggas lit
Don’t be nervous, baby, take a pic
I’m a psychic
‘Cause I always knew that I’d be rich
Candle light, lit
When she blew me, she had made a wish
Jungle boy, stick
Fuck with me or mine, I’ll let it hit
I’m a psychic
‘Cause I always knew that you a bitch
All my niggas lit
All my, all my niggas lit
