The hip-hop world always hungers for authentic voices—artists who pour real pain and triumph into their music. Few embody that gritty resilience quite like METAPHYSICAL. Born Philip Singer in Pasadena and shaped by the hard edges of California’s Central Valley, METAPHYSICAL’s journey reads more like a suspense drama than an artist bio, overflowing with twists, trauma, and ultimate transformation.

His newest single, “34th Floor,” isn’t just another track—it’s a declaration of survival and a bold reminder that strength is sometimes forged in the most unforgiving fires. As METAPHYSICAL drops bars layered with wisdom born of battle, you immediately sense you’re listening to someone who’s earned every word.

Before music, life sent METAPHYSICAL on a wild, harrowing ride: five high schools in four years, teen addiction, homelessness, and a near-fatal car crash in 1994 that left him in a coma for nearly a month. On awakening, he faced a grim prognosis—relearning basic skills and reckoning with the lifelong impact of epilepsy. Many would have been defeated, but not METAPHYSICAL. “I had to relearn how to walk and talk. Doctors told me what to expect, and they were right. But I’m still here,” he reflects with palpable gratitude.

He credits his rebirth to three things: music, faith, and finally embracing medical treatment. Today, he’s seizure-free, carries a driver’s license, and stands as a proud U.S. Army veteran (M.O.S. 92 Bravo – cook) who’s turned every loss into a lesson. Through his lyrical storytelling and fearless vulnerability, METAPHYSICAL channels his past into powerful anthems of hope for others battling epilepsy, addiction, or homelessness.

The music is only part of his renaissance—he’s also ventured into entrepreneurship with H I G H Ice Tea, which is already picking up momentum on Kroger shelves. “It’s delicious—just shake before serving,” he quips with charm, visualizing himself tossing bottles from center stage.

Musically, METAPHYSICAL stands out for his seamless blend of old-school soul and an unapologetic hippie spirit, underpinned by raw, lived experience. Even when recounting police encounters or the loss of his sister, his message rings clear: perseverance is non-negotiable. Every verse pays tribute to the dreamers and survivors, those “still alive right now—that’s a blessing in itself.”

With his handwritten lyrics, a growing music publishing company (Fred Sanford Music Publishing Group), and a catalog crying out for cinematic adaptation, METAPHYSICAL is more than an artist—he’s a movement in motion. “I pray for everyone in my generation,” he says. With “34th Floor” as his battle cry, METAPHYSICAL invites us to join him—not just to listen, but to believe in the beauty of second chances.

This is hip-hop with heart, substance, and soul. Don’t just hear METAPHYSICAL—feel every beat of his journey.