Your creator
Her name is Christiana Leigh.
She was born August 4,1977.
I thought it was an appropriate time to state facts regarding who you belong to.
You see, there apparently was a bit of confusion regarding your creators right to speak to you, her son, on YOUR memorial page. It was brought to your mothers attention that the page she created to not only honor you, but to pour her grieving soul out to you, the only way she knows how, was considered out of line. Preposterous right? I mean, who in the their right f*ckin mind actually feels THEY reserve the right to tell YOUR MOTHER that she is out of line on YOUR MEMORIAL PAGE? YAK! Unbelievable right? I thought so myself. So, your thoughts on the matter? Oh wait, forgive me, according to (some anonymous bitch) you wouldn’t have any thoughts on anything considering NOW AFTER YOURE UNABLE TO SPEAK FOR YOURSELF, you two were never on that level! Goofy Hoe, tricks r for kids. One minute she is the center of attention claiming eternal love for you to the whole fam, the next she finds it necessary to deny the life that you two had planned. On top of that, tell your mom she was an attention seeking, delusional woman. Sick. Sick AF. Anywho dude. B*tches be crazy and we know you can’t turn a hoe to a housewife so I guess in a way you avoided being stuck with that drama. For that I am grateful.

Ryan, life will never be the same without you in it. I know that. I am trying to direct my brain in a better direction knowing that it may not be the same but I am capable of being happy. I know you are with us and I know you already know the happiness I feel inside regarding some news I received today!! There is no place like home dude. I love you and miss u

I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH RYAN

Ryan,
My son, My first born. My eternity
Ryan,
My first true love, My buddy.
Ryan,
My Duck, My dude, My rump shaker
Ryan,
My entire world and my ultimate heart breaker

Blood on the walls I am feeling. I am sorry. I didnt wanna believe you felt this way but I get more about life every day

Ryan your new music has me sad. A bit confused. I'm gonna keep listening

Your always in my mind Im finally working man I wish you where here to see me and I wish I could hear you freestyle again me and you where called the fluty brothers for a reason I love you brother R.I.P
Don't mess with them fluty brothers - Chris

I miss u bro everyday. Every time I step in the booth I know ur standing with me infront of the mic. Hyping me up like u always do, keeping me focused and on point. I'm so lost sometimes in my head thinking of all the times we have had together I could write a book on our adventures both good and slightly mischievous. I'll never forget how u helped me and pushed me to let my voice b herd. Summer jammy jam is in twenty days and we gonna light that MF up for u and lep fly high my brother and keep ur hand on my shoulder. Love you dawg u live on through us now

I love you son. Everyday is just as hard as the day before. My heart is so empty without you