On Saturday, 14 February 2026, a day typically reserved for roses and rehearsed declarations of love, Nigeria’s nightlife impresario turned political enthusiast, Cubana Chief Priest, offered something far less romantic and far more revealing: honesty.
Standing before a charged crowd at the City Boy campaign in his hometown in Imo state, the man who built an empire from champagne theatrics and Instagram dominance momentarily took an action that got diverse interpretations.
“You know I don’t go where there is no benefit,” he declared, with the confidence of someone who has never had to whisper his intentions. The crowd cheered, perhaps missing the poetry of what had just been confessed. Or perhaps, in today’s Nigeria, benefit is the only language everyone understands.
He went further, invoking his conversation with Seyi Tinubu, son of the President, assuring listeners that the South East would be “taken care of.” It was the sort of promise that floats gently in the air and some thought it was comforting enough to soothe, vague enough to escape accountability.
On social media, the comments came swiftly, and not with the affection he is accustomed to. Now, many wondered if his allegiance, like his presence, was simply transactional.
Yet, perhaps Cubana Chief Priest did not betray anyone at all. Perhaps he merely broke an unspoken rule, the rule that says public figures must dress ambition in prettier language. In a country where many speak in coded promises, he chose refreshing bluntness.