Bamma :
MACBA—real life, you know what I mean. Some of the things I’ve been through—people don’t even believe it. They want me gone, but the Father lights my way. Crying through the night, but joy comes in the morning. I made my own path, never looking at what others had with envy. Just a kid, seven years old—death almost took me. But God had a plan; I’m still alive, here I stand. Cast out by my own family, written off—I kept on grinding. Beatings from the cops, caught up in the system, facing time... I’ve been through it all—a sign from above, a green light. Professional skateboarder. Damn, even the CBSk couldn’t boycott me—I made it happen through sheer grit, man. It’s a hunt for the bag; wisdom brings balance—my instincts help me dodge the trap. This whole thing is a sham—fighting the consequences while the root causes remain, and everyone gets dragged into it. I was born in a place that shakes you up—where money buys power, and those with the most are the ones who fuck everyone else over. Sometimes it’s a bitch to make sense of this mess. Unshakable faith—facing reality, even if it costs me my life. Fear God—the One who protects me never sleeps. Today, my record is clean—case closed. Oh my God.
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