UNIVERSAL TALENT Every morning my phone dey ring, “Brother, abeg come, I get something,” If na phone wey no dey charge, I go check the connection, If na screen don spoil, I go look for the solution. Generator dey make noise, “come help me check am,” I carry my tools, say, “no worry, I go test am,” If na bike wiring, bring am make I trace the line, Different kind problem, but somehow I dey find. People dey ask, “How you take learn all these things?” I tell dem say na life, every day e dey teach me something, I no start with plenty, na curiosity I get, Anything wey catch my interest, I dey study am well. Then music enter my head, now I dey make sound, Give me any good beat, watch me turn the place around, I fit hold my tools in the morning, mic for night, Different kind of hustle, but the feeling still right. I no dey call myself master, I dey learn as I go, Today I know small, tomorrow I go know more, If I no understand something, I go ask and observe, Na the reason why the skills keep adding to my life. Some people get one talent, mine dey come in plenty, One minute technician, next minute artist ready, Phone, machine, wiring, music — na different lane, But na the same determination dey run through my veins. I no need big office before I call myself a man, Give me one opportunity, make I show you wetin I can, I dey use my two hands to create my own way, And I thank God for the gifts wey He put inside me. So when your phone spoil, you know who to call, When your generator stop, you know who to call, When your bike wiring give you serious headache, And when music start playing — na me go bring the vibe. I no get only one side, I get plenty to offer, Every skill na another key wey fit open another door, I dey build myself slowly, I no dey rush the race, Universal talent — na my story, na my grace.
