Damn, Juice WRLD

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I’m well-versed in Juice WRLD‘s discography. I mean, I fuck with “Lucid Dreams” and I fuck with “Empty,” but I’m not going to perpetrate like his music resonated with me like it did with younger cats. But, that’s neither here nor there, man. The fact is, it’s fucking sad that a 21-year-old died, fam. All in all, he was way too young and had too much to live for, bruh.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Juice WRLD passed away on Sunday. Now, according to reports, he suffered a seizure after landing at Chicago‘s Midway International Airport. As of right now, a cause of death hasn’t been determined. From what I’ve read, an autopsy will be performed today (Monday). All I can say is, I hate to make assumptions, but it’s hard for me not to speculate that drugs may have played a part in this.

Look, since Juice stepped on the scene, he talked about his past drug (ab)use. Shit, he openly confessed to sipping lean and popping various pills like Percocet and Xanax. On top of that, his lyrics were always littered with references to his pain and discontent. Real talk, I remember listening to his second album, Death Race for Love, and being uncomfortable with his tales of unhappiness. Listen, as a 34-year-old dude, I couldn’t help but wonder why he was so down in his songs. Then, I had to remember where I was at 21, dealing with depression, and I couldn’t help but empathize, son.

Now, to be clear, I have no proof that drugs had anything to do with Juice’s death, man. Hell, he could’ve passed from some undiagnosed health issue. But, given the context of his music, I don’t think it’s out of the realm of possibility, fam. Regardless, Juice was a young and talented dude who was just getting started, bruh. All I know is, 21 is waaaaaaay too fucking young to die, son. Frankly, he barely got to live at all, brethren.

In the end, I just want to send my condolences to his friends and loved ones. Ultimately, a situation like this will never be an easy pill to swallow. By and by, I may be getting soft as I get older, but anyone dying this young is just sad as fuck, son. At the end of the day, I hope we all realize that life isn’t guaranteed for any of us. So, I pray that we all live in the most meaningful way possible. Rest In Peace, Juice WRLD. That is all. LC out.

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