Baby Jollof Video!

Hi guys! So I'm currently in the library revising (well I'm suppose too), and I got bored so decided to do a bit of snooping around and I came across the visuals For Solidstar's Baby Jollof featuring Tiwa Savage. This was definitely much freshers week song, I may have played it a bit too loud at times, but oh wells...moving on swiftly...

 Solidstar is definitely no Flavour, but I thoroughly enjoyed seeing him topless (lol!). The video itself is very sweet and has a strong love storyline (not that I was paying much attention to anything besides Solidstar being shirtless). Tiwa Savage looks beautiful as always and the summer time feel of the song most definitely means it will be creeping up my playlist again soon! 

I unfortunately must get back to revising soooo....

Adios (till June 12th, unless something like this happens again 

Speaking to you

Hi guys! In the spirit of poetry month I decided release part 2 of White Sheets for you all! I recommend you read it a few times as well as reading White Sheets again to get a better idea of where I was going with the poem. 

I was never taught to feel
I kid you not it's not like I forgot  but nothing felt real. But funny enough after this is recited to you it will be forgot and the great thing is I enjoy speaking to you because it creates a vanishing feeling and all is gone a hole is pierced through my heart and all comes seeping through but yet nothing feels real yet I dare you to say it's not real you're looking at me like I'm crazy because none of this makes sense to you 

But isn't that the trick of life? What makes sense to me may not make sense to you but we still come to the common conclusion that the sky is blue or do we? 

Drake has said many things from yolo to worst behaviour but the one thing that catches me is the you ain't really fuck with me way back then, how bout now? Excuse the profanity but it's time to decipher. the meaning of the phrase is clear yet  you don't seem to understand you seem to be able to sit there and make a passing judgement so like every poem I've written washed away and forgotten know you can be chopped away and forgotten just as fast.

The power of the tongue is strong and as every positive word is split out of my mouth know I claim every inch of it and the same way you don't seem to understand why my heart is smiling at you know I've been done dirty real dirty but I still enjoy speaking to you because you have no eyes no ears so physically can't make any judgment your sole judgement is me I am my own biggest critic so once I've got past that hurdle not much can really stop me 

Except that fact I seem to hate my own poetry because I'm always trying to sound salty or descriptive and use metaphor that aren't really me. My hardship and brazen behaviour is what holds me and it would be a lie to say I haven't captured your attention because after every poem my mind is screaming let this be a lesson 

So I enjoy speaking to you not because I love talking believe me I do but because I finally understand Drake's statement but I'm gonna twist a little bit. You didn't really think of this before I spoke to you so I appreciate how minds are reeling in confusion but how do you feel now I've spoken are you gonna run with with me and leave a legacy in your wake or be the few that don't soak my words and get consumed by the world and everything it gives but more or less feels like a take 

Because you wouldn't believe if I said I'm talking about a piece of paper. It has no eyes no ears no room for judgment  but  it gives me everything sometimes more than I can take

First Performance Ever!

Hey guys! Sooo on Wednesday (25th March) I performed one of my poems live for the first time! Can you believe it? It was for an event called Voice of Praise that was happening at uni. The interesting thing is that I wasn't originally meant to perform at the event, in fact I didn't even know it was happening. My friend called me a week or so prior to the event and asked if I would do some poetry for the event. Me thinking it was a thing where they wanted to see my poem and I wouldn't have to do anything was like yeahh no problem. Then she went on to say that I would have to perform it and I won't lie, I immediately started to feel sick. So many thoughts ran through my head the major one being I'm gonna have to perform...like in front of people type of performance. I instantly started calling everyone panicking!

I eventually calmed down and went on to decide what poem I wanted to perform. I settled on I'm Just Sayin. A number of reasons made me choose it to be fair. It's a very emotional poem that was written at 3am when I was feeling very down and frustrated with life. Also the poem was short and quite straightforward to remember which was a bonus! Below are clips from my performance (I know their short!) hopefully I should have a full video soon!

Oh yeah before I forget! one of my goals this year was to perform my poetry! So big tick!! On to bigger and better performances!

Oya Feel it Eh......

This by far has to be the funniest video I have seen in a while! I'm talking about Feel It by Kcee, Harrysong & Iyanya or as I like to call them, The Waist Kings (after Flavour obviously). I watched the video for the first time yesterday and I have probably watched it ten times since then! Besides the fact that the song is catchy, I have replayed this video solely to watch the stairs scene over and over again! There's just something about how they dance on the stairs that has my in hysterics! That and Kcee's 'I;ll be back in a jiffy' comment. Not too crazy for the song but the video definitely won me over on comedy

Girls in Badagry!

So the sun is shining and I felt the need to share my latest afrobeats tune of the moment. So if you didn't know, I'm a big Studio Magic fan (you know the guys that are like I need that magic...) so when I saw Hafeez post the promo on Instagram I was more than excited, plus the beat sounded maadd! So for now I leave you with the debut song from Studio Magic ft Ajebutter22, Zamir and Boj

White Sheets

Drip 
drop
drip 
My satin white sheet 
Everything's  dripping wet
It's raining in there
yet

you dive in to investigate

there's so many levels
So much room to explore
places to reach for
senses so soft to the touch
the slightest feel causes a spasm

she vibrates around you
draws you
bleeding you dry

My satin white sheets 
it feels so real
I dare to say its unreal
because when you reach the highest level of ecstasy
pulling at the sheets
she cries

Oh! my satin white sheets 
the greatest comfort you bring me
for you feel what I feel
yet have zero sense to feel
I pour myself to you

we come together as one
stretching me so wide it's unimaginable
unthinkable
that's why I love it

we go round after round
there's no need for explanation
not that I can explain to you anyway


We turn over
tussle for dominance
pinning me down
you run your hands over
pinching here
pulling there

my eyes are open
wide open
he found it
Yes!

Wait just wait a second
let me collect myself

it turns into a massive blur
from love to hate
you push me so far
even though were so close
it's never been a thing that was wanted
it was a need

I'm just Sayin

You see many a time I get told I can't do many things that because of the obvious thing I shouldn't really do many things you shouldn't explore that thing because it could be dangerous or don't try that you have to think of the consequences but maybe just once I refuse to think because I spend so much time in thought that I practically live in it,   so much time in thought that it feels as though I'm in a cage in my own self it's suffocating me

It angers me so much that you feel you can dictate to me what I can do might I remind you this is my life you are most definitely not wearing the shoes. I have a physical difficientcy I never disputed that not once did I argue on that but life is all about risks, risks I am willing to take

I'm just saying!
For goodness sake!
I've lived this for many years plenty more to come this ain't really a game anymore there's really nowhere else for me to run

Can I even run? let alone walk to even go anywhere? if I've dealt with this like it's a single fragment of hair that fell out of place, slight exaggeration, agreed but sometimes I have to force myself to feel like I don't care because if I don't it's what if this goes wrong what if that happens!

Its got to a dangerous point really a point so bad I felt the need to ask what does it feel like  to walk.  The question seems simple enough but I felt bad  for making them feel bad when really and truly they should feel bad for taking something so small for granted because you don't  really understand the severity of the question till you are asked so I'm asking you

What does it feel like to walk? To put one foot before another to feel the pavement beneath the soles of your shoes to have full power over the balance of your body to look in the mirror and see your full height to even know your height

What does it feel like to be you? I get that question a lot too it's not that much of a shock. Smart mouth me says it's fab to be me  I wouldn't change it for the world but the me that's buried under this lack of self confidence the me of confusion the me of desperation the me of frustration doesn't really know because at times I feel like this third entity who could burst out as a ray of sunshine then I notice it's a part of me but is it me?

I ask this because I envision my first date, standing, my wedding day standing, meeting my in laws, standing. Standing seems like the next best thing, but given being glued to a chair the whole time who wouldn't think that

So I am no longer saying in fact I'm now telling you I may make it seem like a bed of roses the same way I regard walking when I see you, but know I got this. I got this. not you so even though I'm technically wheeling through it trust that I don't know what I'm doing but I'm having fun investigating the stunts I can  pull these shoes are far too big for you God put me here  and all  I want you to do is watch me pull through