Smico

In a world that moves too fast, Smico moves like a shadow—slow, intentional, unforgettable. His sound drips with the pulse of Afrobeat, but it’s not bound by borders or trends. It’s the rhythm of realness, the echo of late-night thoughts and bleeding hearts. Each beat is painted with emotion, each lyric layered like hidden meaning in a dream you can’t quite shake.

Smico is not just an artist—he’s a mirror, a storyteller, a silent storm. He weaves melodies like spells, crafting a sound that feels ancient yet new, unique yet universal. He’s not here to be loud—he’s here to be heard, to be felt, to be remembered.

Whether it’s the haunting cry of “Frienemies” or the soulful dreamscape of “Falala,” his music walks the line between beauty and truth, light and shadow. You don’t just listen to Smico—you step into his world. And once you’re in, you don’t leave the same