My name is Debola I’m sure you know who I am, you put me on ur blog about 3yrs ago, for tattooing a Nigerian artist name on my body, I’m MayD’s baby Mama… I haven’t come here to rant or make noise, but to say some important things that I feel people should know. I will try to make my story as short as possible. I was with MayD for 8years, which implies we were together from the get-go, before his career began and when nobody knew him obviously. For many years I stayed with him, obviously as his girlfriend, I supported him, financially, physically and emotionally. Back then when I was in Babcock we passed through loads of hurdles together being that he was struggling and incapable of providing for himself and I was obliged to supporting him financially. Even when it was extreme, like giving him a semester’s tuition to pay for studio sessions while I stupidly stayed at home, the things we do for love right? I practically paused my life for him, for us at a point. The sad part about this whole thing is that I never got tired I did everything that was within my reach. He stopped to cater for his kid a while ago, which I took responsibilities for and started to do diligently.. Now, like most relationships we had major problems which included the frequent cheating and escapades with girls which I obviously endured as I was consumed by the “main chick” title. Not that I was even getting any good thing in return, he never for one day acknowledge me, or made me feel like we were in a relationship together. I had no simple freedom to do whatsoever on my own, be it business, friendship etc.
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