August 12, 2022

I, Science

The science magazine of Imperial College

By Aaron Khemchandani
23rd June 2022

Squeeze you at the hips right before I face death
Bring you to my lips and we share the same breath
Determined to leave you, but I don’t have the strength
Sparks fly when you’re around, need to feel you in depth

I need you, Nicki
I really love you, Nicki
I’ll never find another one as good as you
You raise my heartbeat through the roof
Addicted to your love
Addicted to your touch
Can’t go a single day without seeing you, or
A minute without thinking of you

I love you, Nicki
I really need you, Nicki
When you’re not around, I’m anxious and crazy
A myriad of reasons that you’re bad, they don’t phase me
I live you and breathe you, with hypoxic implications
A toxic relationship with a bad reputation

Squeeze you at the hips right before I face death
Bring you to my lips and we share the same breath
Determined to leave you, but I don’t have the strength
Sparks fly when you’re around, need to feel you in depth

I need you, Nicki
I really love you, Nicki
One day we’ll see
Like father, like son
You took my dad
And you’ll soon take me

I need you, Nicki
I really love you, Nicotine


Often, artists will tell stories about their life behind thinly-veiled metaphors, so as to disguise the harsh reality of their music. This poem in particular is inspired by the early work of rapper Logic, who was one of many artists that inspired me to write my own music and rap lyrics. 


Aaron Khemchandani is a contributing writer for I, Science and is currently enrolled on the MSc Science Communication course at Imperial College London. Aaron is a big fan of hip hop music and writes and records his own rap lyrics.