When I was growing, all I cared about was sporting waves, ps1, making friends/cliques, daddy and mummy, and every other shit we did back then..
You know, that wasn’t me, everything I cared about back then wasn’t me, that was just the way I followed my imagination..
The radios I smashed down hard to find out what’s talking inside,
The VCD’s I inserted pencils into,
The televisions I was always looking at the back to see the man talking from nta!
But now, I’m grown!
I’m a young adult with every bolt screwed in its right sense!
Ha_lle_lu_jah!
I know what to dream, how to dream, why to dream, and for what to dream, I know what’s expected of me!
That’s why I barley care when I see young ladies make the wrong decisions when it comes to their choice of partner.. They know so little, they’re all very confused..
All those faces, are pretense!
That relationship she brings to flaunt on social media always, is a pretense!
The world is a market place, throw your wares on the flow and begin to bargain.. If your wares are good enough, the sound guy with great finesse, skill, extraordinary charisma and terrific personality will purchase you!
The magic of that science is that simple!
Do you understand that?
No!
You should be able to hi-five a guy when you go to his place, ask for the kitchen, make macaroni and whatever for yourself, ask for the toilet and get that shit outta your system..
Then take a bath if you like, check out what his mansion is like..
Be free to fly everytime you feel encased!
Hold that nigga responsible and accountable for every time he touches those breasts..
Because nigga ain’t wanna be responsible!
Nigga cares less if you have a load in your hand, luggage on your head, baby at that back..
Nigga juz wanna see you submissive, dick head just wanna see you bow to him and suck!
Nigga just wanna be the patriarch king!
Some of you all still do not understand the gospel, wait for it!
Akingbade Ademide
Lol nice too