Sep 8, 2018 · 1 min read
Who is your daddy?
Wait! Just wait a minute!!! Am I your daddy? That I should greese you lawns with the blood of my night. That I should seek to fulfil danger’s lust and the cravings of the devil’s venom. Am I your daddy? That my wage should kiss your feet of laziness and my sweat should oil your wheels fortune. Am I your daddy? That I should yield my head to greedy rubs, and thirty pieces of gold cos your iPhone is old.
Why are you talking?
Why are you still talking?
Even if you add sugar cubes
And buy all the world’s lubes
Even if you smell of ice and fire
And all the things I admire
I cannot be daddy
A boy, a friend
Hell yeah, call me baby
But never daddy
-Olumide
