Losing His Best Friend
SpaceGhostPurrp: “I lost my best friend on March 13, 2010. His name was LeDarius Frazier. He was 25. He got deceased by this ex-con who had just got out of jail. After I lost him I just felt like, you gotta make the right choices.
“Around that time young niggas was just getting out of high school and you know how that shit is. Niggas don’t go to school and start hanging around the wrong people and do a lot of crazy shit. He was at the park with his homies, they call them the 187 Cup Boyz. I'm not snitching or nothing—them niggas ain't doing no crimes—they were just all at the park like young niggas. I was at home with my girl and he told me to come through that day. I said I’d be over there later and took a nap.
You know what’s crazy? He looked the same in the casket as he did when he used to laugh. When he was in his casket, he was smiling.
“When I woke up, my girl was like, ‘You know he died?’ I was like, ‘Don’t play with me.’ She was like, ‘Yeah babe, he died. Everybody is calling me. He's all over.’ It was all over Facebook and shit.
“He got killed in a robbery. He was trying to rob a nigga in the gambling spot but the nigga took the gun from him because the nigga was bigger than him. The nigga took the gun from LeDarius and then...deceased.
“I'm not trying to come off like I'm a gangsta, but when he was alive, we were ignorant as fuck. We were doing hella shit. I wasn’t doing stick ups, I was the low-key one. I was the humble one. I would retaliate when I have to, I'm still like that.
“When he died that shit changed my whole demeanor. I seen this nigga in a casket like, ‘Damn, this shit can't be real!’ I didn’t cry but shit changed my life. I ain't cry because me and him would always laugh together, roasting niggas. Any niggas walked by we would roast his ass, we had a good time. You know what’s crazy? He looked the same in the casket as he did when he used to laugh. When he was in his casket, he was smiling.”