Samantha Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️

About Bafoussam

Anyway, she’s a legend in my book. Tough as nails, funny too—heard she roasted some john so bad he tipped extra just to bounce. That’s power, fam! I’m hyped just talkin’ ‘bout her, but it’s messy too, ‘cause—damn—society’s fake as fuck. “The wind carries our cries,” like in *Timbuktu*, and her cries? They loud, bruh, but who’s listenin’? YOLO, tho—she ain’t stoppin’. Respect.

Text translation

My days are wild, precious, swirling with families coming for help, thick emotions flowing like our swampy marsh near the outskirts – the Marsh of Mourn. Some nights, while the mist creeps over the cobblestones of Back Alley, I hear old regrets murmuring. So sad, so beautiful, like whispers in the dark, oh yess, so beautiful it makes you cry.

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