This is Nikkoe

Hey, they call me Nikkoe, Singer, songwriter, dreamer on the go. An actor, a poet, a comic book mind, An emotional alien the earth was lucky to find. Born in Lagos, raised on imagination, I’m stitched together from melody and constellations. Genre-fluid, never boxed, unless it’s a UFO, I ride the beat where my heart tells me to go. They say my voice is golden — you can't comprehend, The kind that makes you wanna cry from start to end, And they’re right — I’m a melody in motion, A soundwave dipped in raw emotion. I’m chasing Grammys, yeah, I’ll bend the sky, Shake the universe till even aliens comply. I believe in flowers, UFOs, in melodies, In turning feelings into lifelong legacies. I’m not here just to exist — I’m here to shake the universe’s fist. To make the sky sing, to make the ground glow, And let the whole world feel — "This is Nikkoe."