The Internet Found Simi 2012 Tweets. In 2026, They Decided She Was a Monster

The storm around Simi has mostly blown over now. By late February 2026, the hashtags have thinned out, the quote-tweets have slowed to a trickle, and most people have moved on to whatever fresh drama popped up next.

But before we all scroll past it completely, let’s lay out what actually turned up in those old corners of the internet, because the receipts didn’t vanish when the noise died down.

Back in early 2012, Simi wasn’t the polished star we know today. She was 23, grinding on her music, living at home, and pitching in at her mum’s daycare setup. Twitter was raw then, with no character limits that felt real, and people posted whatever crossed their minds without much filter. She did too.

The tweet that keeps getting screenshotted the most is from March 14, 2012: “David has a crush on me. He kips comn close; actin lik he wana lock lips n den he puts his head on my lap. Shd I giv him a chance? P.S: Hes 4.”

Read that cold now and it lands heavy. A grown woman in a caregiving spot joking about a four-year-old having a “crush,” wanting to “lock lips,” asking if she should give him a chance. It’s framed like playground romance, but the power gap is glaring. This wasn’t a one-off.

Other posts circled the same kid: one where he’s “practically almost kissing” her while staring at her phone, lying next to her. Another where she complains a four-year-old boy is “tryna put hand inside ma shet” and tells him to wash it, turning toddler boundary-testing into crude punchline material.

She also tweeted more generally about loving to “kiss [and] cuddle the kids at my mum’s daycare – they’re super adorable and I’m crazy abt ’em.” Affection toward little ones can be normal in that setting, sure. But pair it with the repeated focus on one named boy and the adult-style romantic wording, and it starts looking like a pattern of loose boundaries that felt quirky then but reads very different in 2026.

When the old stuff blew up again this month, triggered by her strong words on rape accountability during that Mirabel mess, she came straight out with a response on February 22. She said she was 23 back then, helping her mum while hustling music, and she tweeted about everything in her life the way everyone did.

“I’m not here to make excuses because I don’t have anything to make excuses for,” she wrote. “What I can’t let anyone do is twist my story to fit false narratives.” She stressed nothing came from perversion, she’d never been depraved, and the posts were just innocent slices of daily chaos with cute kids.

That defence didn’t land softly for everybody. Some saw it as doubling down instead of owning that the phrasing crossed lines, even for 2012 standards. Others pointed out how quickly people forgive worse from male celebs.

Lagos State’s Domestic and Sexual Violence Agency referred the tweets to police for a look, saying prosecution would be tough without victims coming forward or hard evidence beyond words on a screen. NAPTIP put out a general notice urging anyone with real claims about child exploitation to report confidentially, no direct finger-pointing at Simi, but clearly nodding at the chatter.

No one named “David” (who’d be around 18 now) has spoken up publicly. No old parents or staff from the daycare (which isn’t running the same way anymore) have dropped statements. No lawsuits, no arrests, no smoking-gun testimony. A couple of vague personal stories floated around, like that media guy Oyemykke talking about abuse at four in a daycare setting, but nothing tied directly to Simi or her family spot.

So, where does it leave things? The tweets are real; the screenshots are everywhere and haven’t been debunked. They show a young woman who, at minimum, had a cavalier way of narrating child-adult closeness in public, using language that adultifies kids and blurs lines we now recognise as red flags. Whether it was harmless immaturity, tone-deaf humour, or something deeper is where opinions split hard.

She has built a whole career on wholesome vibes, love songs, family values, speaking up against violence toward women. That contrast makes the old posts hit harder for fans who feel betrayed and easier for critics who smell hypocrisy. But archives don’t care about intent or growth; they just sit there, waiting for someone to scroll far enough.

For Simi, she wants us to believe it was just innocent chaos, a slice of life from a simpler time online. But innocence doesn’t ask the internet if a four-year-old should be given a “chance” to “lock lips.” It doesn’t narrate a child’s boundary-pushing as a punchline for strangers.

She says she has nothing to make excuses for, and legally, that might be true. Morally? The receipts are screenshotted, archived, and permanently attached to her name. She doesn’t have to answer to the police. But she’ll have to live with what those tweets actually said.

So where does that leave us? The tweets are real. The career is intact. The kid is now an 18-year-old who has never said a word. We can call it a witch hunt, or we can call it a reckoning.

But the uncomfortable truth is this: either a young woman was making deeply inappropriate jokes about a toddler in her care, or a mob just spent weeks trying to destroy a celebrity over nothing. Both of those things can’t be true. But one of them is. And we’ll never really know which one.