Am about to take a trip down memory lane
it might hurt but it is worth the stain
but at this time, the pain is all gain
6 years in that building
me and my folks termed it to be prison
filled with all types of adventure, am talking of ITC
from JS1 to SS3 I’ve always been rocking with the C
its funny how towards ending we became bloods and crips
flash back when Bulama was most wanted
2 weeks straight, and he was living in the building
as a junior it was a hell lots of dodging
potion, classes, field pickings, assembly, dinning, sanitations, etc
getting your assignments done 5 minutes before submission
thinking back, in cheating, we were some genius
not forgetting the times we got bullied
all the labour and punishment we carried
remember the hustles during the ‘free week’
its funny how just everybody was broke in that week
omg extension, you just have to love it
back in 09 who knew we could reach this
young kids dripping swag, never thought of growing
the fashion was real despite all the forming
the walk to the mosque during Magrib, y’all know what am talking
the seating position inside for a better view, remember who you looking?
the pain of the strokes you took in front of them girls, but you just had to chest it
the war between we js3 and then ss3
when Abba dot took 7 of them to the clinic
all the counting’s and the ‘one boy’ callings
when you had to wait till the dinning is full before eating
don’t forget all the meat, y’all have been taking
(waksa and Kaku)
between boys and girls, there was a hell lot of watching
you stayed clean, but we all know why you did it
the struggle of washing and ironing
all the insults and stereotyping of Nupe people in their building
you are a lier if you say you didn’t
but yet they stayed with us, and we all still living
don’t forget about my man Shamaki
all thanks to Alhaji Bology
to be continued…
Nostalgia 🤗🤗🤗
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