"Get in the car, Titi. I have just saved the music industry."
"I don't know if you could take it!" he sang, pointing a stern finger at the camera. "Know you wanna see me n-n-naked!" He stopped, horrified. "God forbid! No!" He restarted.
By the time they reached the driveway, the video had 50,000 views. The comments were flooded: “Not the 'sweater' remix! 😂” and “The King of Afrobeats has arrived!” "Get in the car, Titi
"I am thinking... about your school fees! I am thinking... did you wash the plates? You are out here dancing like a small breeze, while your math grade is in a terrible state! Wah-wah-wah... wild thoughts!"
He leaned into the camera for the chorus, his face a mask of dramatic intensity. "God forbid
Mr. Okoro didn't blink. He adjusted his cap, ended the recording, and looked at his daughter.
Mr. Okoro simply sighed, checking his notifications. "Next week, I will do that 'WAP' song. I believe it stands for 'Work And Pray.' It is very important for the youth." The comments were flooded: “Not the 'sweater' remix
Mr. Okoro tapped his thumb on the steering wheel. He’d heard Titi play this song a thousand times. He liked the guitar—it reminded him of Carlos Santana, the music of his youth. But the lyrics? The lyrics were a problem.