No battery, no wahala—enjoyment still dey
Obi dị m ụtọ n’abalị a
Phone on 1%, screen dey fade
Vibe still strong like parade

Outside steady, weekend don land
Chat dey open but the message no send
Light no dey, yet laughter dey roll
Obi dị m ụtọ, rhythm take control
Network shaky, notification slow
Pocket dry—no power bank to show
Sweat like gold, speakers dey breathe
Steps lock timing, heart no leave

Battery don low, icon red like stop
Power bank dry, but spirit no drop
If I go offline, memory go stay
Screens go dark, joy no go sway

Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị m ụtọ, egwu adịghị agwụ
No light for phone, but light for soul
Tonight still warm, we dey on a roll
Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị m ụtọ, egwu adịghị agwụ
No signal for map, hearts know road
Good times dey, overload

Screenshot smiles, I save am for head
You type “send location,” network dead
Small-small breeze, perfume for air
Bassline talk say happiness near
City dey hum like engines at rest
Eyes share secrets, chest to chest
Charging point far, minutes dey run
Night hold story, chapter one

Battery don low, icon red like stop
Power bank dry, but spirit no drop
If I go offline, memory go stay
Screens go dark, joy no go sway

Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị mụta, egwu adịghị agwụ
No light for phone, but light for soul
Tonight still warm, we dey on a roll
Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị m ụtọ, egwu adịghị agwụ
No signal for map, hearts know road
Good times dey, overload

Airplane mode on, heartbeat reply
Obi dị m ụtọ, time dey fly
Apps fit sleep, feelings dey speak
Cold night fade, warm cheek to cheek

Offline moments, data-free zone
Echo of laughter, sweet like tone
Batrị agwụla, smile still bright
Stars for ear, music for night

Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị m ụtọ, egwu adịghị agwụ
No light for phone, but light for soul
Tonight still warm, we dey on a roll
Battery don low, enjoyment no low
Obi dị m ụtọ, egwu adịghị agwụ
No signal for map, hearts know road
Good times dey, overload

If I go offline, I still dey with you
Ụtụtụ ga-abịa—enjoyment continue



Battery don low

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Battery don low

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