Beware the sting of a killa b33... might be fatal to your ego 🐝
Name: R0b3rt "Yummy" S@ñd!f3r
Birthdate: Criminally deceased 💀
Location: Formerly of Chicago, IL
Why they feelin' The Sting today:
March 12th is an auspicious day in my family. Not only is it *my* birthdate, but I also share it with an uncle, at least two cousins, my twin flame's (former?) wife (🙄)... and, of course, the Original !i$@ bee™ (R.I.P.).
...And my slightly older Birthday Twin Bro, R0b3rt "Yummy" S@ñd!f3r 🍪
Most are familiar with Yum as the Chicago-based baby-faced g@ñgst3r who lost his life wayyy too early--at the ripe age of 11 years old--at the hands of two teenage members of the g@ñg they all belonged to.
Yummy--who got the moniker from his lifelong love of cookies--was so smart, funny, cute & charismatic that, despite his lengthy rap sheet, it seemed all of Chicago (if not the country as a whole) mourned his tragic loss 🥀
Though we were only five years apart in age, Yum was almost like a father figure to a younger me. Every time we linked up--whether he came to visit me & our shared dad Er!c in DC, or we flew out to Chicago to visit him--Yum was constantly dropping knowledge, with a side of his signature spitfire wit & charm.
Yummy's innate intelligence & seemingly limitless potential in life certainly belied his *very* young age & economic status at the time.
I remember accompanying our dad Er!c to one of Yum's trials prior to his passing; it seemed Yum's entire neighborhood was in the courtroom that day.
Remarkably, not *one* person had anything negative to say about Yum. Some members of his community were able to recite his life story line-by-line, as if they were describing a boy antihero 🦸🏾♂️✨
In fact, as the judge read off a long list of serious-sounding-but-still-relatively-non-violent charges, several people started snickering--*THAT'S* how much they loved them some Yummy lol.
...It's also how jarring the juxtaposition of Yum's lengthy rap sheet to his diminutive size & stature were--one was almost forced to laugh to keep from crying at the tragedy of it all 🎭
Anyways. Once Yum's lil innocent-looking cute 'n tiny self was led into the courtroom, adult handcuffs dangling off his youthful wrists, the snickering quickly blossomed into full-blown uproarious laughter & even applause.
Not to glamorize The Life or anything, but with a Cheshire grin spread across his face, eyes scanning his courtroom of admirers, Bro was like a juvenile detention superstar 🤩
With this kind of pull & swagger in real life, one can only imagine how devastating Yummy's eventual passing was to his people in Chicago.
The good news is: Yum was only considered "criminally" d3@d, meaning that his lengthy criminal record ✌️ d!3d ✌️ when he allegedly did, at the impossibly young age of 11 years old.
Essentially, Yummy was able to start life anew, albeit in a completely different part of the country than he was used to 😇
After his alleged d3@th, Yum actually relocated to the DMV Area to reside with me & our shared dad Er!c, & started going by his government name of 'R0b3rt' (or "B0bby," "R0b," or any of the other infinite nicknames for a common name like 'R0b3rt').
Whereas all of Chicago knew "Yummy S@ñd!f3r" as a mischievous-but-charming lil hoodrat & baby g@ñgst3r, the new & improved "R0b3rt S@ñd!f3r" sounded real legit... at least on paper 🤷🏾♀️
The R0b3rt "Yummy" S@ñd!f3r of today is a dapper reformed hoodlum, as comfortable in the trenches with our other bros as he is all suited-up in somebody's boardroom.
Yum's still just as popular with the ladies as he is the fellas--his go-to name might've changed, but best believe the charisma & wit remained, ok???
And, to me, he'll always & forever be Big Bro: A guiding light in the sea of madness that is growing up young, Black, & bright AF in inner-city America.
Yum, bro: From one deceased individual to another...
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#MoreLife, bredren!!! 🥳💜
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