I sometimes quiver waiting for it…
Wishing it would be as good as the last time…
And just when it is that time for it,
I realize I can’t find my apparatus…
I’m close to freaking out….
How could this be happening to me?
I’m going to make myself take an oath…
I’m not going to do this anymore!
I have to be able to do without this stuff…
I should in fact take that oath now!
But then, who am I kidding?
Letting go of all the good times,
with just one whiff of the very good stuff?
I need it to spark off my day…
An ingredient to keep me stable…
It sure does make me feel so good!
And if it is really good,
I’ll be high enough to believe anything!
Like believing I have no problem…
Mistake, I meant problems …
The good stuff makes me howl, “good morning Lagos!”
Even before the sun beams it shine on the metropolis…
I "seriously" giggle aloud under its thrill…
Making me feel like "what's trending"...
Which makes lunch time a double treat….
And it keeps me high enough…
To hang out with the “deadliest gang,”
The talk of town after work hours…
While there are
those nights,
When getting high,
Guarantees blissful "tales at night"…
Oh! There it is!
I’m plugging in for one round of bliss...
Oh yeah!
Feels so good!
Don’t think I can ever quit this habit…
I mean listening to my radio…
What did you think I was talking about?
Oh well, I confess...
I just can't stop this addiction!
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