my story

Im a young short black bloke tryna make a living. Jumping on every track and making sure that I’ll be killing. Tryna make ma mama proud and prove I chose the right path so consequentially I’ll specially stand out. Ma big sis thinks im wasting ma time with the music but on the contrary ma listeners think im fantastic. People be feeling me telling me im incredible so thinking im a failure? Thats intangible.According to the oracle, my story or my chronicle is just so freaking logical. Failure is illogical.was on my own but now I got a deal; working on my second mixtape: Keeping it real. I believe in my manager. Mayne he’s got the verve. Always striking deals for me on his BB curve, cools my nerve, brings joy in topsy-terve and of course we on course.we aint gon swerve.

 I never thought I’d be a rapper. I thought I’d be a singer but either ways and anyways my memory will linger. I got the fame. People scream my name. now I meet my music lovers and they sorta go insane.i remember so vividly; niggas be always mocking, now they be respecting me cos soon im gon be legendary. I gotta get that pedigree so they gon stop dissing me. Haters infuriating me, they really getting to me but….. I keep on rapping, never stopping, keep on hoping that I’ll make it to the top. Always rock and rarely flop.keep it up and make em clap. Its my time; tick-tock : boom!. Im ‘bout to blow up get the money; tycoon. I rap properly and get the people loving me. Pages on Yonkers had peeps goin bonkers. I cant wait. Im so freaking anxious. Wanna hit the stage and get the people delirious.

See as I start on my own, na e hard pass stone but now I got a lot of people who believe in my skill. Yh they gave me a deal so im keeping it real. This be my second mixtape. E go be no mistake. I just dey hope say every single move go source sake of even though e no be easy man just dey force. I will keep on going on. Always rap and nevr pause cos I know a time will come I will sweep all the awards. Ah Nyumor. Mendaboshie. Medawaase pii. I feel cool. No ski. Im feeling great like Alexander. I look up to the skies whenever  im feeling  under. Im gon make it. I know I will so, please pay attention to ma flow so I can get the dough.

my ordeal

One Morning I experienced something really bad. I alighted from an Accra car at Novotel and crossed the road.As i got to the other end, a guy in a black top approached me and asked for directions to Tema Station. I told him i did not know how to direct him since im not conversant with places in town. Another guy approached us and seemed to want to help.He uttered some directions and the guy in the black top went away. After he had gone a few metres, he returned and as if he was trying to reward us for ''helping'' him, took out a paper and said it had numbers to the upcoming Lottery.I said i wasn't interested, The other guy seemed thrilled by it though. Little did i know that they were together and had a plan to dupe me. I expressed apathy to the offer, tried to walk away and then he touched my forehead and said something like the numbers are top secret and that if i let them known to someone, i'd die. At this point i felt uneasy. The guy then seemingly walked away.A third party then approached me and the other accomplice, who at that time i thought was a victim like myself. He told us to spit into our hands and on our monies.He claimed the guy had cursed us. At this point i felt all what was going on was nonsense but like i was in a trance, i couldn't walk away. He made me take out my phone, spit on it and put it in a shirt of mine. I did all this sort of unconciously.Writing this right now i feel so stupid. How could i believe such nonsense! Afterwards, i felt for my phone in my pocket only to find it gone. I rushed towards them and shouted angrily for my phone. At this juncture, i knew i was being duped.the guy threw it on the floor and acted as if he did not have it before but i had lost it as i run. I took it without saying a word. Im very certain he gave the phone to me because people were around and my screams would've pulled attention to them. I walked away feeling very stupid and angry. I felt for the money in my pocket and that was when i realized it was short of Ten Cedis. I wanted to go back and demand my money but a lady who apparently had experienced a similar happening told me not to. If i had gone back there, they could beat me up. I felt really stupid. I only wanted to be hospitable by giving the guy directions and see what happened to me.I've never experienced such a thing before because i rarely go out to such crowded places.Im grateful to God for preventing them from successfully stealing my phone as well. I went to town to buy some stuff for a friend and myself. Eventually i had to buy only his. I lost Ten Cedis. Its not so huge an amount but the manner in which i lost it is really stupid.I've vowed to ignore any person who ever asks me for direction in town. I feel so distraught. Its all good though. Im lucky i did not lose my phone. If i had, that would be a very big blow to me since i have all the lyrics to songs im working on. Thank YOU LORD.