I was inspired to write this piece after listening to the hit track ''beneath your beautiful'' by artist Labrinth ft Emeli Sande .
It has become my best track of all time, and my best part in the song is the chorus
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now boy, take it off now boy
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Ohhh, Tonight
Where am I heading with this , someone may be pondering lol.
I got to hang out sometime ago with a couple of friends at a club in Lagos Nigeria. Common with high profile ''Lasgidi'' clubs are the well built bouncers ready to send home any chick not dressed properly or wearing flats , bounce unwanted riff raffs ,check guys for cocaine, explosives, guns etc.
That night, when we approached the entrance of the club (name withheld) , the bouncers started with their usual screening.
My friends and I (the girls ) hot as ever were allowed in first. We stood at the entrance waiting for the guys to round up their screening when all of a sudden I heard shouts '' What is wrong with you, are you blind, you see someone wearing ''Billionaire'' and you are screening him.
Suddenly, with the mere mention of the word billionaire, everyone's attention at the entrance and the surrounding environment of the club fell on us.
It happened that the club owner spotted my friend (a guy), wearing a designers ''billionaire'' polo, jeans , shoes ,oozing swag and charisma etc and automatically thought to himself whoa, this guy has money to burn, and felt he shouldn't be screened with the others.
Incase you never knew , Lagos Nigeria works well with ''packaging''oneself etc.
Finally, we were all in and we could see some hungry hustlers looking over in our direction but more at my friend ''the supposed billionaire''.
My friend ''the supposed billionaire'' isn't a broke guy though, but you wouldn't call him rich either.
However, he had mastered the art of speaking the language best known to Lagosians
'' Packaging'' ie wearing the best designers apparel, having lots of swag , rolling with a click of celebrities , fronting cash etc.
The night went well, as we all had a good time and before we knew it, the weekend was over and we went back to our individual routine lifestyles.
A couple of weeks rolled by and another opportunity to hook up in a group as friends on an outing came again.
We decided to touch down base with our favorites spots, hangouts and clubs. When we got to the club where the ''billionare '' incident happened, on sighting my friend '' the supposed billionaire , the bouncers all screamed hailing ''The Billionare'' in unison thus attracting lots of attention in our direction, and what did my friend do? He played along of course.
We got inside and started sipping drinks , feeding our eyes and soaking in the music blasting from the huge speakers. Suddenly , it appeared as if there was a girls invasion as a battalion of girls hovered around our table especially around ''the supposed billionaire'' giving him offers like do you wanna dance, this ,that etc.
I was shocked with my eyes wide open when one approached me and said are you his girlfriend, i'm available for a threesome if you guys are interested and I was like whao!!!
Th girls hovered so long and I could see frustration on their faces when the supposed billionaire wasn't living up to his status and expectation.
One of the hustlers was forced to gush '' na wa ooo, oga billionaire shake body'' which got me laughing hysterically. Another said ''omo , this one na bad /kukere market'' and at the point I laughed my ass off as it dawned on me that people really need not judge a book by its cover but needed to see beneath the packaging lol.
Unknown to them, ''the supposed billionaire'' was trying to distract himself from thoughts with regards to the huge loan he was unable to pay a bank with claws on his neck by hanging out with us.
It is not the car, the apparel, the swag etc that makes a comfortable guy. Ooh my , I had been a victim before but now my eyes are wide open. I see not only beneath the packaging, but beneath the blood lol. Shine ya eyes!
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