Dear 1st grade Joaquin Gold,
Shit fasho gets easier, well maybe not easier, but definitely better. Especially in comparison to the things you have to endure right now in this part of your life. Shit, in 2022, you coming up for real. You dropped a song that went viral, blew up, and all the long nights that's going to come--when you and your niggas up late in "White Tim's" garage in a makeshift studio, and dropping cringe shit on soundcloud gon' pay off. Nigga we got SIGNED. How ironic that "Lonely" was the song that changed your life, and lonely is the perfect way to describe where you are now. Yeah you had your sister on the many nights mama wouldn't come back.. and I hate to tell you fam, but one day she ain't gonna come back at all. We pass her sometimes when we driving through the old hood nowadays, but we don't even look her way... Aye, I ain't say we was perfect.. we still got some shit to work on right now but I have to admit, when I do see her, I turn back into you and think about how fucked up she was. But enough of that shit for right now, back to the important shit. Nigga, you pulling up in a SRT Hellcat now, got you a diamond grill--a real one--and not the ones you make out of gum wrappers every morning outside of your school before class start. And the bitches, bro the bitches.. the fattest asses, the biggest titties. Stripper bitches, lawyer bitches, thug bitches all kinds of bitches. You still only had one girlfriend ever though because commitment ain't really your thing. It's more than likely cuz of our mama though, shit, and our father too. Oh, you finally met that nigga though at 13. They bought some big convicts over to the juvie to talk to us and his ass was in the line up. That shit crazy. First convo you had with that nigga and yall both was in jail. Apparently, that nigga known for putting in work. From California to Atlanta and when word got out you was his seed that was your gateway to the streets... and it paid off for a lil while, but. Anyway tho.
I know you're a dreamer, you've always been a dreamer. Even now, at 21 you still be dreaming hard as fuck. You know what's crazy? Even til this day we still got that uglass green composition notebook where you used to list everything you ever wanted in it. And it goes from stuff you want in this moment in your life (and eventually got because I made sure of it) and goes to stuff I want now. I never stopped adding to it. Lol. I think it's wild to see shit I used to think was a delicacy.. like being able to take a bath without having to boil your water first, having thanksgiving dinner, or having a christmas tree..or being able to buy Tahara an actual gift on her birthday instead of "best big sister" construction paper cards, to now like owning businesses and getting sponsorships. Oh and the gushers? Boyyyyy, we got so many Gushers in 2022.. a whole drawer full and we don't even have to save them, Tahara don't have to steal them, and nobody can take them from you to hurt you no more. So right now, I know it's a lot of cold nights for you. I know you go to school in pain from sleeping on a floor with Tahara, or stuffing your feet in kicks she outgrew about two years prior. Or waiting around for the lunch lady to close the cafe down afterschool so you can beg for another pizza to split with ya sister. But just stay down, pimpin. It'll get better.
P.S we still tenderheaded.
Sincerely, Joaquin Gold, 2022.











