Hello RL,
3 a.m. in the studio and the light outside still look like night no wan finish.
Engineer don sleep small for chair, headphones still on neck. Me and the beat just dey look each other.
The pad start soft, like rain on zinc in Benin. Then the 808 enter and the whole room shift. I no plan the hook. It just come.
One line about the book I hide for ten years, the songs wey 4 minutes turn 2, the nights nobody answer the call.
I record am raw, voice still crack small from the cold AC. Play am back. Silence. Then the engineer wake, nod once, no talk.
That nod heavy pass any compliment.We run the verse again. This time I no pity the mic.
Bars about Edo to the world, about purpose no be hobby, about the sound of tomorrow wey still dey build.
Take after take until the red light feel like home. Outside, generator cough. Inside, the track finally breathe.
When we export, clock show 5:17. Sun just dey threaten. I step out, hoodie up, same walk I always do. One day the world go hear this one. Till then, studio light stay on.
Jerri boi
The sound of tomorrow 🚶♂️🌬💨
Track 3 of the now back to reality ep