Nope. Supposedly it was a lil beef about something out front of a store. Similiar to this....over grass or something. I never got heads or tails of shyt.
I woke up, got ready for work and had the whole block screaming at my front door.
Funny thing is, he would talk about his death a lot about a week before it happened.
My older brother (who has a mental illness), would say the weirdest shyt to him. Like "We've been here before. We can handle it. We can take care of this situation."
That shyt made the situation lighter to my younger brother...I guess his pride was too big to ask for real help. But, honestly, my older brother was just out of his mind.
I still never figured out what happened. That shyt fukks with me to this day. It was 5 years ago.
Crazy shyt is (not really crazy....but I was in my feelings when I first saw it) when you check google map, you can see my lil brother still standing by the store waiting for the bus.