NewStats: 3,264,470 , 8,183,805 topics. Date: Wednesday, 11 June 2025 at 08:27 AM 1o475

Chosen day!


Listen up everyone
listen up to wetin i wan tell you eh
Yeeeh ah, as long as i dey move on
i know say godu dey by my side everyday
yeeh ah!! That’s why me ah dey kampeeeeeeh
i stand gidigba i no geti yawa yeeeehah .
Oya make you start to dey wyn anyhow
start to dey wyn like you have no fear.
Tell dem mama dem say

Chorus
It is ah chosen day as e dem see today na happy day yeeeh ah come make we feel highraay as you can see this vibe no be my power yeeeh ah
It is ah chosen day as e dem see today na happy day yeeeh ah come make we feel highraay as you can see this vibe no be my power yeeeh ah

Verse2
Lets keep in rocking, tille early morning that’s why I’m that’s why I’m singing to you . Yeeeah
Tiley tiley oh lord of mercy I’m going crazy
For this music talent wey you gimme
Na to dey sing the song eh yeeh ah
And it’s like am estacy a natural feeling yeeah
Sarri sarri tiley wyne your body o shake what your mama gave you oh sarii sarii tiley wyn you body o ahn ahn

Chorus
It is ah chosen day as e dem see today na happy day yeeeh ah come make we feel highraay as you can see this vibe no be my power yeeeh ah
It is ah chosen day as e dem see today na happy day yeeeh ah come make we feel highraay as you can see this vibe no be my power yeeeh ah

Chorus til fade.




I dropped in with Ikenna at uncle Ben’s and that above was my second recorded single. I streamed the song in the studio, posted it on instagram, Chyno say the post, left a comment

“This is your hit track, big plans ahead jnr”

He then reposted the song on his million follower page anticipating the new kid on the block and his would-be viral hit single.

I texted Chyno back and told him i was gonna be available. Not because i had all the time but this movement made me happy, music gave me immense joy and I’d do anything in order not to sabotage it even if it meant giving my dad high blood pressure. At dinner, my sister’s phone kept crying, too many notifications on IG as Chyno was anticipating the track ‘Mario’ that featured me and was using every opportunity to tag me into the rave. Hence why activity on my page didn’t give my sists phone breathing spaces as like i mentioned i signed on on her phone and just left it there. Then my Dad got irritated at the fact that her phone kept beeping.

Dad:
Ajokeh, its like you want your phone to die by drowning?? If you don’t silent it now, I’m going to make sure i commit device murder by purpose throwing it in the sink. (Pointing at the wash hand sink that was on the far end of the dining room).

Ajokeh
No, its bro’s instagram.. inlet him use my phone hence why

Dad:
I don’t care! And why? Why did you bring your phone
To dinner? I thought we made a rule?? You just broke it
But I’m going to let it slide but only this once!!



Sister said her apologies a d put her phone away.. but if i make that mistake, I’m sure he’d seize my phone for weeks or smash it the moment he finds out. I don’t even have a phone anyway. I thought he was done cautioning my sister and that one was done with but 5minutes into dinner, he..


Dad:
Instagraaaaaam, thats what you know, no book dey that your head.. how can….

(Mum cuts in)

Mum:
…. How can what? Practice what you preach.
Let us eat in peace. I don’t even understand you at all
Pikin wan chop you wan scold am.
And you made the rule, no discussions or talks at dinner no convos at breakfast or lunch so why are you
Make a case out of nothing!

They argue for a bit, both mum and dad, mum wins the war of words, Dad turns to a sissy by leaving the dinner table and retiring to is room. His dinner half eaten mum doesn’t bat an eyelid as he left. She urges us to eat up and retire to bed as school was upon us in a matter of hours. Mum came to my room after dinner, She and my sister snd i gave them the gist on what i was working on. She left me with soothing words.

“Do what makes you happy but be smart”


6: 56am Monday morning,

Mum called out from the corridor and said someone was waiting for me outside, they said person came with a “fine car” as my sister termed it. I walked in to the living room and my dad was there hands folded. Kenna was seated there in his neat type school uniform tucked in, presentable and he appeared bold. The moment i opened the outside door to him and ushered him into the sitting room, he first hugged my mum and asked her how her night was. Hugged my sister and bowed to my dad because he was seated. Then sat. Ikenna appeared too bold and composed. I introduced ikenna to-my folks telling them that Ikenna was my classmate and seat partner.

Dad:
Ehn ehn?
(Faces Ikenna)
Why are you here?

Ikenna:
I came to pick him up for school, ad its always boring riding to school alone.

Dad:
Pick?

Ikenna:
Yes my bad, i have my own car and someone that drives me.

Dad:
How old are you?

Ikenna:
Seventeen

Dad:
And your Dad bought you a car?

Ikenna:
Yes i own it completely. Atleast till I’m of age snd can obtain a license i can drive but don’t drive.

Then I think my mum already knew where the convo would end…

Mum cuts in
Ikenna shebi that’s your name?

Ikenna:
Yes Ma’am

Mum:
Welcome to our home
Would you please like to us for sandwich and tea?

Ikenna:
Err err i..

Mum:
I insist

Ikenna:
S.s.sure Ma’am.


My Dad didn’t us as he was no fan of breakfasts. We finished up, my dad grabbed his keys, we all went downstair except my mum who stood at the balcony. Downstairs, my dad’s car and Ikenna’s Lexus sat side by side. My Dad’s land cruiser just dey there but the lexus was an example of an expertly ironed shirt.. clean and trendy. Plates had the initials I.K i guess this eas what my dad saw again that made him irked up again.

Dad:
Ike abi what is that your name again

Ikenna:
Ikenna sir

Dad:
Okay Ikenna,
Who do you say your daddy is again?

Ikenna briefly explain what his dad does without going into too much details.. Pajie opens the door open for Ikenna, he then collects my bag then escorts me to the other side if the car, opens the door again and i slid into the car beside Ikenna. Pajie gets into his own side of the car, starts the car and reversed out of the compound into the streets. Only then did my dad’s land cruiser’s engine roared to life and soon drove after us.. my dad was not having the fact that Ikenna’s car was ahead of him, he soon drove past us trying to escape our car totally. Lass lass, Him meet us for school.

Haakeem:
Nxt.

Short UpDate

Sunday was always a free day but i had only till 4pm to hang around church after church and I didn’t get into any problem with my folks at home, as i got home a little after 5 and Dad was kn his Sunday hangouts with his friends. I was happy with the record i made with Slimkid and I had another tack I’d record as Slimkid was very very impressed with my output and my artistry as a whole. My sister had left her phone in her room for me sure she’s with Her nextdoor twin friends. I checked the app again and Chyno had left me a message,

Chyno’s Dm:

Yo jnr,
I’m just contracted this director,
I’m gonna be shooting the visuals for our track “Mario”
I’d love for you to be in the video.
Let me know if you can pull it off so i can make arrangements

Peace

Hungerbadoo:
Bahdguyarmani more ink to your pen more lyrics to your music. But i the vexline for your P-man, the earlier he realise this is your destinx the better cos soon we all gonna hands to protest this beating.

Lol

I ended up shifting my session to Sunday, because Chyno took all the time, all the time I would’ve used up to record something and it was worth it.. on the drive home, ikenna started getting follow alerts on his phone as like I mentioned earlier, i ised his ohone to log on ti my IG and left it there. One hundred new followers wow, the former count, i had a meagre fifty followers, now the numbers were increasing and by the time Ikenna dropped me off in front of our gate, the count had rose to five hundred.. hmmn, way to go ikenna said. Ikenna left with promising to reedit my IG profile so if anyone visited it, they’d get the impression that i was an artiste. We bade each other farewell.. i watched as the trunk of Kenna’s Lexus disappear into the bend that led out of my street being controlled by Pajie..God bless this nigga for me i prayed in my heart. Now to face the music after the music which was my Daddy. I said a prayer in my head and made it past out house gate, forged through the backdoor to the kitchen where met my mum as usual. My sister spoke up first as she slept in my room the night before and i gave her a hint


Tasha:
Big bro, how did it go

Me:
(Managing to answer because of fear for the unknown)
Went okay Tee

My mum who had wanted to barge into me then dropped her gaurd

Mum:
(Facing my sister)
So you know where him go your papa dey ask you no fit talk..

Me:
Mum…..

Mum:
Sssssssssssshh i had to lie to him
No be the lie pain me but
Having to defend that lie over and over again
You should’ve told me..

Me:
I’m sorry ma

Mum:
Go Palour, greet am
Tel am say you dey com from your cousin side
God save you today.
Ewu..

I gave my mum a very very tight hug, slapped my sister on the head who was attending to the nice dodo that was frying and the steaming hot pot of rice that i would later come back to at the dinner table.


Sister:
Muuuuuuuuuuuurmy!
(Then she swore after me as i exited the kitchen and made for where my Jagabani Daddy sat like a basket of tomatoes with that him round mini pot belly and bald head)



Me:
Good evening Sir

Dad:
(Says nothing and keeps looking at me like he didn’t believe the epistle my mum gave him and I’m sure he didn’t believe but just decided to let it slide because of how Mum stood up to him after he beat me previously.

(Then speaks up finally)
I thought you’d sleep at Jubilee’s house.
You no suppose come house at all..
See time??
I never wake when you commot for house,
You come go, 12 o clock they dere you no commot
1,2,3,4,5,6,7 oya check time again now 8’oclock!
No worry, i go soon stop una to dey go that way.
Get lost!!!

Get lost he said, I didn’t waste yoo much time to disperse from his presence.. before he change mind.

I went back to the kitchen, without permission, grabbed my sisters iphone and betwen the last time i checked to being in possession of my sists phone, followers had risen to almost 1k but the outlook had changed an i sensed Ikenna’s hand.

Handle: @BhadguyArmarni
Bio: Highschool Unsigned Afrobeat, Afrotrap Artiste
Location:Lagos



Sunday:
Dad drove us all to church, i escaped church, took a bike and arrived at uncle Ben’s Me and Slim.


Slimkid:
Okay lets do it again, make sure you come out really punchy in your vocals this time. Imma mute this one you just did and we’ll get it again.


Song:
(Instrumental playin on in the background and)

Intro:
Naaah ah ah,
Oh oh oh yeah
Armani lon fo

Verse 1:
I just wan dance and partey
Call my friends and faaaaaaaamly
Come and show your talent
Lets see what you got there
I’m on a low low
(Yeah ah)
But you find me grinding solo
No mean say i no hold

(Eh, eh. eh, Eh. Ye yeye)

And catch me on the low,
thats the way bad man me kinda roll
I used to be that nigga wey nobody know
But now na me i run the show
Will you be my fantasy
Ehe bad gurl with correct package
Na you be my energy eh bhad girl
E be you wey dey ginger me o.
I’m on a low low
(Yeah ah)
But you find me grinding solo
No mean say i no hold

(Eh, eh. eh, Eh. Ye yeye)


Money on my mind everyday
I just pray kowode kowope
There’s nothing anybody fit to say
Cuz i gotta get the doe anyway o kana way
Oleh leh o oleh leh we don’t send nobody o
Anjaiye eti omi we just wanna partey o
I run the low low..
Cuz you find me grinding solo no mean say i low low

Chorus
Outro.

Track done and music became music to my ears again.

The beat stopped in the headphone strapped on my head, i opened my eyes and Slimkid gestured for me to come outside the recording boot, i saw Chyno kinda dazed, only the look on Ik’s face was somewhat encouraging.. carefully i docked the beats studio headphone and exited the recording booth.. maybe it was jargons like my Dad always screamed. We all stood behind the big computer and waited for Slimkid as He hovered around on the Cubase digital audio workstation for s minute, click click click, autotune here, a little reverb there and he tapped on play.. what!!!! My already cool voice had been enhanced and it sounded sweet to my ears snd my core soul.. tapping into the realty of the moment, chyno gave me a very tight hug and

Chyno:
Dope shiiiiiit! Truth be told, you murdered me on the whole track. And you had to do this like in one take? Woah!! (Turning to slimm who was hyping Chyno’s praises as he spoke) play that again please..

All the while as Chyno and slim spoke putting in mind that Ikenna all the while was observing grinning from ear to ear, i kept nodding my head not sure what to say..As instructed slim hit the play button again and Chyno was overwhelmed, everyone was in awe of how i dished that line out and kinda made the beat mine. If this piece was a video content, i bet you’d hear what the whole song sounded like and my own part in the song that did wonders, complemented the whole song and gave it a vibe..


Chyno;
What’s your instagram dude.

Me:
@Bhadguyarmani

Chyno:
Just a moment.

Taps in the instagram app in his phone, asks slim to replay the sing and sleek it to my part. Slim does as instructed, Chyno goes live on the app and streams my part of the song, asking his followers to check out the new underground talent that he just made a song with and he’d be sure to release the single as soon as the song is finished. I take Ikenna’s phone and go check my ig page and Chyno had followed me on the app. I followed him back.. we recorded more that day and when slimm completed taking all the vocals he needed for the mix Chyno bought us lunch and slim worked on the mixing of the song. Me and Chyno then spoke extensively.. he asked for my number and I couldn’t provide any but asked him to reachout to me on the app as i was gonna be checking from time to time and to compliment it, i gave him Ikenna’s number. Chyno asked if Ikenna was my manager, and Ikenna answered in the affirmative for me. Chyno later left the studio before me and Ikenna did but before he left, My respect for Chyno trippled.. why because he was technical. He understood the technical part of the music.. he sat back and let slim do his thing at first and challenged Slim at every point during the mix.
He’d say things like

Chyno:
Yo slim, that reverb is really wide.

You slim.. what autotune key is that

Don’t push it, i think the vocals are now too compressed.

Yo yo. That’s tight. Its sounding clean and robust now.. could slim could you please turn the instrumental a notch down so it can balance up like that. Check the metering bro.



The. Slim stands up for a second to pour himself a drink and Chyno takes over the computer and clicks away on the cubase interface manipulating the vicals for the best end results and Slim, he didn’t even look behind his shoulders and was at peace with the fact that Chyno was at the computer clicking away.. he must know about studio works i thought..woow i envied him, i wish I could be like that.. i think i could model my artistry around Chyno.. there goes my role model then i thought. Chyno’s sleek BMW looked sweet as it sat in the sun idling and sunbathing. Hust maybe, maybe someday.

Chyno had left and now i had a new resolution, i was going to learn the magic in music, recording music, music production and beat making. I’d love to be versatile as an artiste and as a music producer. That meant

A half of SlimKid and a half of Chyno. Lets see how it goes then. But wait, Dad?

Hungerbadoo:
Dodo you're lyrically good

Boss,
Na mindset

A high school student that didn’t have a phone, i was unreachable. I only used my mum’s phone or my sister’s phone (my sister had an iphone and she’s a lower class) just that, she can’t take the phone to school. E still good but me?? No show. If not i was sure by now, Ik would have been trying to reach me.. with faith and expectancy, i found a cab and he soon tolled the car towards uncle Ben’s Studio.. e sure me doe say dem go don know for house say i don disappear. But it wasn’t just me.. music na the inly thing wry dey gimmie joy for my soul even though I haven’t recorded a demo or a single, i loved it everytime i played around with a supposed tune in my head, or when i have to jot down a line, i love it even when my teach handed me my further mathematics note that instead of housing my school work, housed so many lyrical content and as i read to the class and they laughed at me, i imagined they were fans, and that spurred me on and when my teach saw the tenacity of how i read out the lines, it got her angry the more then she doubled the punishment. Now one of the punishment was, i would be the lead at the school assembly ground starting Monday. I’d have to sing the school to God before classes started. Mrs Adenifuja, a bitch that i thought consulted that big further maths textbook before she cooked in her home, or function.. another thought that piled up in my head was,

“Come, wetin you go go sing for that studio sef? Today na the first day wey you go record and recording different from freestyle. Omo na true oo”

So went my thought and the car came to a alt. I was seeing the big sign board that uncle Ben was inscribed boldly on, i still looked around to be sure. I paid the taxo, thanked him and alighted. Bit for the first time in my life, i took a few steps and got cold feet. What if i go in there and it didn’t go as planned? Or what if……… Ikenna had exited the building and saw me standing there.. he’d observed that i was lost in thoughts.

Ikenna:
Bro, dude what’s up, we’ve be waiting for you. And……… wait what? What happened? Got into a fight?

He’d seen the whip marks and cut that scattered all over the visible parts of my body and to think of it, the visible cuts looked like a joke. But the ones that my clothes covered, i bet if he saw them, he’d sue my dad haha.

Me:
Yes, armed robbers came to our house hence why all of these

I was eager to end the convo quickly i switched the subject and made to go in. Tactic worked even though IK was very concerned from his gaze. We got inside, exchanged pleasantries with SlimKid.. four other guys were in the studio too. I was going to get another cold feet but I’m not a coward.. Slimkid told me to hold on a bit as he was exporting things from the studio pc. Then i used that opportunity to check my archives of mental songs..

Me:
(Eureka!!!!)
I settled for one of my already written tracks and kept practicing it in my head..

Then a twist in lot was when, Chyno came into the studio.. i was booked for. Session quite alright, but Chyno was a big starrrrr.. he d with uncle Ben’s and recorded there once in a while and today was one of such days. So i still had to wait because people gathered around him, pictures and snaps right in the studio until he asked to listen to one jamm he did sometime last year.. Slimkid produced the jamm but it was unfinished just yet. Slim found the file, double clicked it and loaded it on a studio recording software they call softwares like that

DAW Digital Audio Workstation.

Song loaded, slim hit the space bar of the studio pc and the song bommed and bammed and everybody nodding rhythmically to me except me. Because I wasn’t feeling the jam.. but until i got to a point where Chyno’s voice trailed off his verse and on the accompanying instrumental played on.. wow some free bars to spit on and an opportunity.. i started murmuring the lines that I thought could fit best to the empty space left, and Chyno somehow caught on the vibe asking Slimkid to reduce he volume and facing me pointing at me..

Chyno:
Sing that thing again.

Me:
(Didn’t even waste time like i had been expecting it..)
(Repeated what i was murmuring audibly and before i knew it they packaged and threw me in the recording booth. An area of the studio where they take your vocals..


Slimkid:

Okay put the headphone on your head, tell me if its the right volume because that’s where you listen to the instrumental from.

(I did as he instructed)

And be sure to not lean or touch the mic we don’t want unwanted sounds in the audio file.

Ready??

Me:
Yes

Song comes on in the headphone, i waited till it got to the free part then

Bhadguy Amarni

Bi omo elere de otipe ti moti gbere de
Feeling myself and my flows motikola de
Domape
Coma tutape
Bhadguy Armani is my name jekan ma sooor loo
Oya shoutout to my niggas
Saying hello hello
Been on my grind everyday melo melo
Pussycat pussycat
Where have you been
I’ve been to London forming Mario
No dey ask me question questions
I’m a brazilian player Ronaldo
Playing as their striker
Playing like the buzza
But playing dem like Ronaldinho
Playing on the Buzza
No dey ask me question questions
I’m a brazilian player Ronaldo
Playing as their striker
Playing like the buzza
But playing dem like Ronaldinho
Playing on the Buzza


Then the Chyno chorus came in

Nibi loma kusi kusi
Boya loma dele dele aaaah
Nibi loma kusi
(Owo yapa)
Boya loma dele, dele ah na na na