Prince Kaybee questions God’s existence after his mom’s passing

‘What kind of a sick God allows this?:’ Prince Kaybee expresses heartbreak over his mother’s passing, just days before her scheduled surgery.

Award-winning DJ and music producer Prince Kaybee is reeling following the passing of his mother.

The 36-year-old musician announced the passing of his mother last week, revealing that he was with her when she took her last breath.

PRINCE KAYBEE MOURNS THE PASSING OF HIS MOTHER

The DJ took to social media to question God’s existence following the devastating loss of his mother.
“I just wanna discuss God, if he exists,” Prince Kaybee shared.

“My mother was one of the most faithful people I know, kept the loyalty and faith in her God, prayed on average twice a day, sometimes overnight, because I used to listen to her cry in prayer throughout the night because my room was right next to hers,” he continued.

Prince Kaybee opened up about the immense pain his mother endured before her passing, describing both her physical suffering and the emotional toll it took on those who loved her.

“But oh boy, she suffered. I saw in her eyes how excruciating the pain was. She walked, and I could hear her breathe through the pain in the most difficult gasps through her mouth. She went through financial exhaustion. People who love her like me also suffered looking at her go through all that. What kind of a sick God allows all this to happen if he is all-powerful and all-knowing? What kind of a sick plan is at play here?”

HEARTBREAK AS MOTHER DIES BEFORE CRUCIAL SURGERY

The musician revealed the heartbreak of losing his mother just days before a scheduled surgery that could have changed her life.

“Today is the day we booked her first-ever surgery consultation that could’ve changed her life, but nooo, God had other plans,” he lamented.

The DJ announced the heartbreaking death of his mother on X on 6 October.

In a heartbreaking tweet, he shared, “It’s the 4th night of walking around the house without you physically there. Holding you as you sat on the chair that you died on, feeling your neck get stiffer as I kept on begging you not to leave me.

” I cannot define how torn apart I am, broken into pieces that will never be one. Thank you for everything, Oulady,” he shared.