He was a good friend of mine, and a big part of my extended family.
He was the kind of person that everybody loved and everybody wanted to be around.
He passed away and has left me and my entire family of friends destroyed. All I can do is think about him and just do anything I can to deal with losing him.
I found a picture of him wearing one of the last shirts I printed for him.
You still owe me $20 bucks for that shit!
On the back it said "YNOT FLOCKA FLAME", i thought that shit was so funny I had to ask him 2 times, "are you sure you want to put that shit on your shirt?"
But if you knew Y then you already know, hes the only person that could do some shit like that and it be cool as fuck. Everything he did was cool, and underneath all the tattoos and dreads was a one in a million amazing young kid, with a heart of gold.
He tragically lost his life on his 21st birthday. Life was just beginning for him, becoming a father less then 6 months ago.
I miss my homie, we will never be the same without him.
I found this picture of his son Max wrapped up in the shirt and it just got me all fucked up inside. Writing this post is all I can do right now to deal with the loss of such a great person.
May the light of your spirit shine brighter then any flame homie, rest in peace my brother.
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