I wish the good died old, in their beds after living a life of fulfillment.
This brings back emotions of when I found out a fellow local artist also passed away from gun violence a few months. It’s unbelievably wild to think that a person that has so many plans to be better and do better did not get the opportunity to do so over circumstances that could easily be avoided. I don’t know the circumstance surrounding Nipsey, and for now, I think it’s too early for conspiracy suspicions, though it may seem odd. Someone’s husband, son, brother, cousin, FATHER is gone. From what I’ve learned, he was going to be force of positive change to be reckoned with. It’s not too late or impossible to see through all of his goals and plans, but it’s just sad he won’t be around to witness it come to fruition.