The street that molded us wasn't in a bad or rough neighborhood. Yet most of us found all sorts of ways to find trouble. This is how we got labeled as the tawny street boys by the LSPD. We went from throwing water balloons and building tree forts, to misdemeanors and felony's. We all grew up way too fast and had no fear. Chris pushed it to the limit and went harder than all of us. He was the youngest, he felt he had to do it bigger and better to show us up. We pray you find peace and happiness in your next life little bro. The street will never be the same without you stomping on it, but we will be here holding it down for you.