Giovanni SouthSide
Master Don Juan
I just lost my childhood friend from the neighborhood this past December.
31 years old. Leaves behind 4 children with his baby mama. They were not together in the last years. He chose the streets.
His oldest son is 16.
Overdose and hypothermia took my boy.
His inside demons got too loud at the end.
This guy always lived on the fast lane since a young buck. Always on that paper chase and pulling females left and right. His mom passed away when he was 10 years old. He wasn't the same after that.
He started driving stick shift at 12 years old and by 13 he was mackin 16-18 year old chicks. A real puller.
At 15 he already had his first son.
In our late adolescence he always had the cleanest cars and pulled the finest latinas in our area. He lived to fast.
I always looked up to him since we were youngins on the block because he was a shrewd money maker with a strong pimp hand and a down ass homie ready to ride for the cause. He inspired survival game on a handful of us
I went to his wake last Saturday.
A month later after he was found dead on the street.
That night of the wake was raining hard which made the feeling more intense and surreal.
Morbid and sadness in the air
My 27 year old girlfriend/neighbor passed away back in 2019.
Im used to rubbing salt in my wounds.
Gave my deepest condolences to his father.
One thing that stood out. All the girls he got involved with and none of em were there but his baby moms. As a matter of fact not alot of people showed up.
Im still in disbelief and can't grasp on where he got lost and took a left turn. I lost track of him years ago. Only if I would had one last chance conversation with him. But that was my brother always living on the fast lane and he was ready to die
Fvck me if my time is ever up soon I want atleast 2-3 past plates shedding a tear for me at my wake ! thats the end game right there!
Till then Long Live my boy Alex ! a real G
Live your life to the fullest you never know when your calling is up!
31 years old. Leaves behind 4 children with his baby mama. They were not together in the last years. He chose the streets.
His oldest son is 16.
Overdose and hypothermia took my boy.
His inside demons got too loud at the end.
This guy always lived on the fast lane since a young buck. Always on that paper chase and pulling females left and right. His mom passed away when he was 10 years old. He wasn't the same after that.
He started driving stick shift at 12 years old and by 13 he was mackin 16-18 year old chicks. A real puller.
At 15 he already had his first son.
In our late adolescence he always had the cleanest cars and pulled the finest latinas in our area. He lived to fast.
I always looked up to him since we were youngins on the block because he was a shrewd money maker with a strong pimp hand and a down ass homie ready to ride for the cause. He inspired survival game on a handful of us
I went to his wake last Saturday.
A month later after he was found dead on the street.
That night of the wake was raining hard which made the feeling more intense and surreal.
Morbid and sadness in the air
My 27 year old girlfriend/neighbor passed away back in 2019.
Im used to rubbing salt in my wounds.
Gave my deepest condolences to his father.
One thing that stood out. All the girls he got involved with and none of em were there but his baby moms. As a matter of fact not alot of people showed up.
Im still in disbelief and can't grasp on where he got lost and took a left turn. I lost track of him years ago. Only if I would had one last chance conversation with him. But that was my brother always living on the fast lane and he was ready to die
Fvck me if my time is ever up soon I want atleast 2-3 past plates shedding a tear for me at my wake ! thats the end game right there!
Till then Long Live my boy Alex ! a real G
Live your life to the fullest you never know when your calling is up!
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