My dad finished eating and called me to
come
clear d dinning. As I was bout parking d
plates...d cup fell on d floor. My hand
was full
already so I decided to go drop d plates in d
kitchen first.
daddy: Yinka, pick up d cup now.
Yinka: Yes daddy, I will come bak to pick
it up.
Let me go nd drop d plates first. (while I was goin to d kitchen, I just
started
singing Adekunle Gold's song. Not
intentional
though but dat was wat my spirit was
singing). Yinka: Baba God ooo..pick up d call. Emi
naa fe
ra range o...pick up d call. Dangote 'olori
meji...pick up d call...na beg I dey beg
o...
(getting to d dinning to pick up d call, I had a
whip of koboko on my back. My dad
started
beating me wit koboko...started
pleading for
his mercy cos I dint knw what I had done wrong. Neighbours came in nd
intervened. And
dey ask me wat I did for my dad...I
answered I
wasnt sure wat I did. Den my fada
said.... Daddy: look at dis idiot. I told him to pick
up d
cup dat fell on d floor. He said he was
coming
to pick it. And d next he did was dat he
started singing...BABA mi o...pick up d cup. Even
Dangotote olori meji...pick up d cup.
Otedola
Olori meji..pick up d cup. Na beg I dey
beg o
pick up d cup. Omo oshi. Ma na e baje
