But I never wrote music or I never thought, like, ‘Damn I want to do this, like I want to be an artist or something’,” he says. “If we're chilling, sometimes we'll freestyle, like when the beat’s playing and shit. Music had always been just for fun and friends.
People who know me know it was my ringtone and shit,” he says. He recorded a 10-minute freestyle overtop-a chopped up and edited version of which is now recognizable as “Sweeterman.” “A year-and-a-half ago it was literally just me and my friends who would listen to the song. “He literally made it in, like, five minutes. His friend, the producer Jordan Francis, quickly composed a beat to sit under his off-the-cuff melody.
“I was in the studio literally talking to a girl and she was like, 'Oh, I don't even smoke weed' and I was like, 'I know you want to' and shit like that,” says Ram, referencing a line from the song’s hook. While some guys were behind the boards or in the booth, he was playing the flirt. A year-and-a-half ago, Ramy Abdel-Rahman, now 21, was in a friend’s studio in the Toronto suburb of Brampton, just hanging out. Balanced on a swivelly chair in the small office he and his manager rent in a basement in Mississauga, a suburb-turned-city that unfurls to Toronto’s west, he explains that “Sweeterman” was the first song he ever wrote and recorded. Really, his nascent career can be more accurately described as an accident. “Every time someone hears my music they're like, ‘Is this a joke? Did he really just say that?’,” Ram told The FADER late in the summer. To match, he has an omnipresent adlib, a bird call derivative of Jadakiss’ infamous A-ha! At any given moment, it sounds like Ramriddlz is making fun of either the listener or himself. On one song alone, the SoundCloud loosie “Run Top? Freestyle,” he sings lyrics like, Them two lips like tulips (look like tulips)/ Monica, play harmonica, she blow better, as well as, She got a man, but I got a Mandingo. His P2P EP-the title is an acronym for the phrase “pussy too pink”-begins with Ram ululating over a Jaegen-produced beat, I, I, I, I, I, I, I/ Have a pen-i-i-i-i-i-is/ For your vagi-i-i-i-i-in/ Girl I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
Ram’s calling card is stacked, pun-filled bars referencing sex and drugs, set to melodies so sweet and catchy that it’s easy to miss the ridiculousness on first listen. Since then, Ram has released an EP on SoundCloud, worked with dancehall producer Dubbel Dutch, and performed shows in a handful of Canadian and American cities, including the weekend-long pop-up shop that brought him to the Lower East Side in September.Īnd then there’s the lyrics. Weeks later, Drake and his manager Oliver El-Khatib played an all-Aubrey version of the track on OVO Sound Radio, broadcasting it, and Ram’s rising profile, to untold numbers of listeners. This summer, on the same day that the so-bad-it’s-good video for the 21-year-old’s first single “Sweeterman” began going locally viral on Toronto Twitter, a snippet of what sounded like a Drake remix of the song surfaced. If you’ve heard of Ramriddlz, it’s likely because of Drake. Supreme boxers peaked out over a pair of tight black jeans, and on his feet he wore unreleased OVO Jordan 10s-the white-and-gold shoes were likely a gift from Drake, just as his newfound fame is. Instead, he was standing on top of a table in the middle of a storefront on New York’s Lower East Side, breathing sexual entendres into a microphone and undulating his belly, bare underneath an open Hawaiian shirt. Leaving aside all the negativities experienced to realize the dreams of the woman she loves, Miran prepares an unforgettable surprise for Reyyan on their first Valentine's Day together.Ramriddlz should have been preparing for the first week of his junior year at Ryerson University in Toronto. Meanwhile, the news of the presidential election of the board of directors falls on the to-do list of both families.
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