When I started my music career, it was only my mom that gave me her support. She did all she could so that I would be the best at what I do and she was the one who normally gave me money for studio sessions. One day, she promised me that she would help me get a popular artiste to feature on my song but she died before she could fulfil her promise. I was devastated and back to square one; so I decided to switch from being an artiste to being a disc jockey. At first, my father was not supportive but towards the end of my training, he promised to buy me the required instrument. I completed my training last year but my father died some few months before I completed the training. I promised myself that I would become who I am destined to be, so I took my career more seriously and began to surf the internet for opportunities. I stumbled on some record label but I was more excited when I read somewhere that Olamide’s YBNL record label was interested in new talents. I went to the site, filled the form and I was asked to pay N25,000 which I did. They kept sending me mails which made me very hopeful and real. The worst part of it was that they said I had been chosen and I would need to come to their office on the Island and they sent me the address. Back then, I stayed at Oshogbo so I had to travel to Lagos for the meeting. When I got to the address that they sent to me, I was informed that it was a wrong address. Immediately I called the number back and they began to laugh at me as they called me a big fool. I wasted my time and the little money I had to come to Lagos. It was so painful that I did not know when I began to cry but I know God’s time is the best.
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