STARBOY IN THE BUILDING
1937 Words
CHAPTER 8
The stadium lights dim once again, but this time, the silence that follows feels sacred like the world is holding its breath.
A single spotlight appears at the top of the stage, revealing a black velvet curtain slowly rising. Behind it was nothing but darkness and mist.Suddenly, a grand piano begins to play.
Not from a track, a live pianist dressed in all white sits at the edge of the stage playing a soft, classical rendition of “Blessed.” Each key echoes like raindrops in a cathedral.
A voice comes through the speakers.
“Ladies and gentlemen… Seoul… the moment you’ve all been waiting for.” The entire stadium begins to rumble with anticipation.
“Seoul… are you ready for history?”
Cheers begin bubbling from the crowd.
“You’ve seen stars… but tonight, you meet the galaxy.”
Suddenly, the LED screen flashes to life, showing flashes of Wizkid’s global moments sold-out arenas, Grammy wins, gold chains, Lagos streets, fans crying at shows.
The voice returns, louder:
“Make way for the sound of Africa.”
“Make way for the king of vibes.”
“Make way… for Machala.”
The crowd screams.
Smoke begins to rise. Lights flicker in emerald green.
“Make way for the one they call Big Wiz…”
Drums begin to roll, African talking drums, layered with deep Afrobeats.
“The Biggest Bird in the sky…”
“The Lion of Surulere…”
“The heartbeat of the FC nation…”
The beat drops — BOOM.
Lights explode across the stadium.
“Seoul, make some noise for… WIZKIIIIIDDD!!!”
And then he appears calmed, untouched and untouchable.Draped in black silk and gold chains, shades on.
Diamond mic glowing under the lights.
He raises one hand and 70,000 fans lose their minds.
Wizkid doesn’t speak. He doesn’t smile. He just stands there…Because legends don’t need to introduce themselves.
The crowd is still screaming as Wizkid stands center stage, letting the roar of 70,000 voices wash over him like ocean waves.
He lifts his diamond-studded mic slowly, tilts his head back, and smiles—just a little.
Then the lights change into blue, red, and green strobes, making the crowd already knows what’s coming.
Then the first beat drops.
“SOCO!!”
🎶
One
Holy fire
Holy water
Throw the money
Only money
Cunning money
Cunning money
Oya hold the fire
Hold the gander
Only money
Only money
Only money
🎶
70,000 fans scream the lyrics like a war chant.
Wizkid steps to the front of the stage, flanked by dancers in glowing Naija streetwear baggy cargo pants, neon face paint, and LED sneakers lighting up with every step.
He raises one hand, palm open,
and flicks his wrist in the iconic Soco move.A smooth glide into a body roll that’s as smooth as silk.
“AHHHHHH!!!”
The fans erupt.
From front row to nosebleeds, the entire stadium mirrors his move,
as if they had rehearsed for months.
🎶
Eledumare bless you with body oh baby oh...
Starboy go bless you with money oh omoge oh...
Eledumare bless you with body oh baby oh...
Starboy go bless you with money oh omoge oh...
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh...
Soco soco soco soco so
🎶
Wizkid grins that signature half-smile.
The stage lights shift into blue and red, flashing with every beat.
He slides to the left, dancers flowing behind him like water.
🎶
Oya gbefun baby oh..
Soco soco soco
Oh when I come through
They know it's a vibe
So they turn up
All eyes on me now
So many things you fit do
With your maga
Maje go le baby (ah)
Starboy get plenty money
🎶
Fans raise their phones — flashlights flickering like stars in the night sky.
Even the K-pop idols in the VIP section are on their feet, dancing and screaming the lyrics like FC for life.
🎶
Girl you know what the doctor do (soco)
Shilo forming show mi attitude (soco)
Don't doubt am the one for you (soco)
🎶
Wizkid spins the mic once, points it to the crowd—
“Soooooo… CO!!!”
And the crowd finishes the chant like thunder shaking the stadium.
As the last echo of “Soco soco soco…” fades into the sky, Wizkid stands center stage, chest rising with energy, bathed in deep green and blue lights. The fans are still screaming, still breathless.
He looks out into the crowd then leans slightly into the mic and says:
"Seoul... if you no dey ginger me... I no go fit ginger you!"
The audience explodes, they already know what’s coming.
🎶
The beat for “Ginger” drops hard.
The drums. The bounce. That smooth afrobeats bassline.
Wizkid sways effortlessly, moving across the stage with that calm Lagos boy rhythm.
His dancers spread out behind him, now dressed in sleek black outfits with kente fabric stitched in gold across the chest.
Suddenly a spotlight cuts through the smoke…
IT’S BURNA BOY.
The crowd goes WILD as Burna walks back on stage again like a king returning to war.He throws a peace sign to the crowd, mic in hand, and joins Wizkid mid-stage.
He lifts his mic:
🎶
If you want make I ginger you
Give me the kokoro
Na ko je bi jollof...
Anywhere I go... je kan mo pe
No ma gbomo lo
No dey do like bolo...
🎶
Two giants. One stage.
Wizkid steps forward, and just like magic they move shoulder-to-shoulder, vibing like brothers born from the same rhythm. The stadium is shaking.
Now it's STARBOY’s turn:
🎶
If you want make I ginger you
Give me the kokoro
Na ko je bi jollof...
Come make I... come make I
Show you my kponono
No dey do like bolo yeah
🎶
The fans are screaming, hands in the air, waving flags.Nigeria on one side, Korea on the other.
🎶
Make I touch your body
Make I rub... make I love
Make I rub... make I touch up on it
Make I rub up on it
Say like a lotion
Imma rub, imma rub
Imma rub up on it... like fine wine
🎶
Wizkid moves in rhythm, smooth and slow, gliding across the stage like he owns the universe.
🎶
Say you sweet when you whine that
Me I no fit leave when you whine that
As long as we go dey
Omo na me go pay
We go dey.. we go dey
We go dey nice
🎶
Crowd: “WE GO DEY NICEEEE!!!”
Lights flash gold and orange , the whole stadium looks like fire. Burna spins back in:
🎶
If we enter the place I go dey nice
I go freaky freaky freaky, I go rewind
Say na me me go be the DJ
Omo feel nice oo
Say my party no dey stop till the daylight
🎶
Fans are now jumping, even the K-pop idols are on their feet, vibing with full-body energy.
🎶
Before you run go dey shayo, make you think twice
If na smoke you wan smoke, say we dey tight
Omo ma lo go, say we live nice
🎶
Then BURNA rounds it off one more time:
🎶
If you want make I ginger you
Give me the kokoro
Na ko je bi jollof...
Anywhere I go... je kan mo pe
No ma gbomo lo
No dey do like bolo...
🎶
The beat fades, the lights dim…
The stage turns pitch black.
Just smoke. Silence. Suspense.
Then
BOOM !!
A brand new beat hits the stadium speakers harder, darker, filthy with bass.
The screen above flashes:
“BALLON D’OR”
The fans lose it.
Nobody expected it.
The lights burst back in gold and deep purple.
Wizkid and Burna Boy are still on stage but now they’re in new jackets, shimmering like actual trophies.
Burna tilts his mic and goes first:
🎶
Penkelemess
Kon dey move like a disco
Won ni ki ma lo latan
I be boss, I be actor
So them for give me
Ballon D’Or
Oya come take a picture
Rora yo... Ayo ni kpa yan
Oya follow
My instructions
🎶
His voice? Calm but commanding.
The crowd? Chanting the lines like scripture.
Then STARBOY steps in smooth, calm and deadly:
🎶
Oh Lord of mercy
I dey with one wey dey call me Messi
I dey for Shitta, she dey fly come check me
I never see person wey fit moaning impress me
All of the things she dey do, she dey test me
I dey with the kele wey for back, I dey press in
🎶
Wizkid’s voice flows like honey and fire combined.
Fans are losing their minds. Phones flash everywhere.
K-pop idols are dancing like they just switched fandoms.
🎶
The one I carry come don dey suspect me
She call me small body, big engine (oh ahh)
On my number she calling up and anytime wey
She wan give me loving ah
I like it flat tire, me go pump it up
🎶
Wiz glides across the stage, mic in one hand, the crowd in the other.
🎶
Like every other day na she dey turn me on
Say me I still dey make I dey c*m the more
As soon as we dey reach house she dey kponkriyon
Walahi me I forget say her guy dey for Jersey
Omo, omo moti kpenkelemessi oh
🎶
Then BURNA jumps back in, voice booming:
🎶
Penkelemess
Kon dey move like a disco
Won ni ki ma lo latan
I be boss, I be actor
So them for give me
Ballon D’Or
Oya come take a picture
Rora yo... Ayo ni kpa yan
Oya follow
My instructions
🎶
He spins once, salutes the fans, then points at Wizkid.
They both move to the front of the stage shoulder to shoulder, glowing like two living legends.
Then in perfect sync, they roar:
"SEOUL! WHO BE YOUR GOATTTTT?!!"
The crowd thunders back without missing a beat:
"STARBOY!! ODOGWU!!"
The beat fades into slow, heartbeat thumps…
Gold light showers the stage one last time.
Wizkid lifts his hand in the air.
Burna throws his towel into the crowd.
Ballon D’Or. Delivered.
History was Made.
The beat fades into a soft pulse…
Golden light rains down like confetti.
Wizkid and Burna Boy stand side by side, legends in flesh the crowd still vibrating from the performance.
And then
SCREAMS. REAL SCREAMS.
People are jumping. Crying.
FC fans in the front row fall to their knees, holding up glowing LED boards that say:
"MACHALA WORLDWIDE"
"ODOGWU FOR LIFE"
One Korean fan, wrapped in a Naija flag, is literally sobbing while holding her phone.
Another fan screams into the camera:
“I CANNOT BREATHE. THIS IS HISTORY. SEOUL IS BURNINGGGG!!!”
Up in the VIP balcony, the K-pop idols are SHOOK.
One member of a famous boy group is wide-eyed, holding his chest, repeating:
“That was... insane. That was GOD-TIER.”
A top girl group idol whispers to her seatmate:
“I thought we had stage presence... but they’re on another level.”
Another idol literally stands and claps above his head, chanting:
“Starboy! Odogwu! Starboy! Odogwu!”
The camera pans through the arena flags waving, fans crying, idols clapping, international press snapping photos like fireworks.
#WizkidInSeoul
#BallonDOrLIVE
#StarboyxOdogwu
All start trending within minutes.
And then...The stadium goes dim again.
One spotlight hits Wizkid, standing solo now.
The air shifts from fire to pure sensual Starboy aura.
The beat switches...
It’s “Bad to Me.”
And you already know, he's about to slow it down and take control.
- Writer
