Its been over 48 hours now, since I laughed it up and told my good friend how I was paying for the next round of benz’s. Wow….a simple trip to an afterparty and now my homie is gone.
Philant Johnson was a beautiful person. He was the last person to cause confrontation and the last person to ask for it. He was the father to a daughter and a son to a mother and father.
He was Tip’s best friend and his right hand man. He went everywhere Tip went. He was a great friend of mine, and since the first day I met him, I swear, I have never had anything bad to say about him.
Through T.I., Philant got to live a dream life and he deserved everymoment of it. From hanging with Jay-Z, to travelling the world, to just living “the good life” But more importantly, he provided for his daughter and family off of something extremely positive and something people dream of making a carear from. I will miss you forever Philant.
The night of the incindent when the scuffle broke out, I dropped my blackberry. I got left behind mistakenly because I was looking around on the floor for it. I would have been in that van that got shot up. God works in mysterious ways.
For the record – NO ONE IN EITHER OUR CAMP OR JOC’S CAMP THREW ANY MONEY AT ANYONE. That is a lie.
We are real people. Philant was a real person. You people read this and comment as though we are figments on tv with out feelings and emotion. Byron Crawford, u a heartless moron. I thought about quitting this xxl blog shit because I do not want to share the same space with you. You must have never lost anyone, and u must not care for anyone around you including a mother and father that brought u into this world or u would never make some of the statements u make.
I still can’t fathom that my homie died over nothing. And in no way did T.I., or anyone in our camp warrant any of this. It was plain and simple, the hood mentality of a selected few in cincinatti that night. Egos are a muthafucka!!!
Philant, you will be missed.
I hope you are living wonderful in the sky.