Please tell me I’m dreaming. My TJ is gone? What will I do without you Uncle TJ? 11 years you did all for me, put me before you at all times.
All the times I wouldn’t want to wake up for a show or a flight, you’d carry me like a baby in the car. No matter what I did right or wrong, you were there for me. To allow me to spend money sometimes nah problem. Every time, ‘David, don’t worry, I’ll use my card.’ You were such a big person with a baby heart. Everyone loved you. I wanna wake up late for a show so you’ll come and carry me again. I don’t even know what I’m typing man! RIP UNCLE TIJANI… tired of being “STRONG”.
