Bros, Let Her Go!

If trying to please her or win her over is the reason you've abandoned your legit hustle for the fast lane. Brother I pity you from the depth of my heart. You understand that English so??? I say I pity you from the bottom-bottom of my heart.

The same girl you're closing your barbing saloon for in order to fully pursue your "Yahoo-Yahoo" calling might still leave you when you own a GLK for another guy who buys her a Range-rover. Same way she might still leave the dude who buys her the Range-rover for a guy who flies her in a private jet. The ladder never ends, her preference keeps increasing. And at this age you should know that there'll always be somebody richer than you.

Did she say she left because you were financially incapable? Brother, she lied! Within her lies this "Player" always yearning to deceive, lie and exploit. One she doesn't even want to accept it's existence. She started with the "All men are the same" shit because some dude played her, so she decides to pay others back. Now, she's become far worst a player compared to the dude whose action led her here.

Unknowing to her subconscious, she's slowly metamorphosed into a grade 1 prostitute. She's now a goods to be auctioned to the highest bidder, she's soiled her conscience and her dignity. She laughs and laughs outside, but within is this empty valley that seeks true love and companionship inside. She's now a victim of her own anger.

Bro don't be a victim of this psychopath. Don't let her manipulate you into a beast you weren't. Don't let her gorgeous face, flawless shape or overloaded backyard lead you to your early grave. If she doesn't love you enough to support or respect your legit hustle; brother, biko let her go! Because if you kill your mama take buy Benz and she leave you, your sense no go forgive you for life o!

Focus on your hustle, plan and improve on your quality and expertise, grow at your own pace. Don't let no girl pressure you into digging your early grave.

If you know you want to accept sense/wisdom as your personal guide and saviour, repeat after me:

C baby, if you want to leave o, please leave!
No form shakara, no dey carry your shoulder oh!
As you see me so baby, because of you I [cannot] kolo.
I don dey go, one ticket, obodoyibo!