Jermaine JayQuan Sprewer

Jermaine (Lil Jay) received his early education in Milwaukee public school system and then attended Iroquois High school in Louisville. On January 14, 2013, he entered the Whitney M. Young Job Corp Center in Simpsonville, Kentucky and graduated in what was described as record time on September 13, 2013. Jermaine was a very talented aspiring musician known as RRB Jay, where he wrote his own music.

Lil Jay was small framed but had a huge heart. He was kind, soft spoken and very well mannered. If you knew him, you loved him. Jay loved his family and friends and it showed in his words and everyday actions and enjoyed spending time with them in his leisure time.

Jermaine Sprewer departed this life on September 11, 2021. His grandmothers, Anita Harmon and Essie Sprewer and Uncle Marvin Sprewer, preceded him in death.

He leaves to cherish his memory his mother, Emeline Harmon(Timothy Milton), and father, Jermaine Sprewer(Jasmine), grandfather, John Ware, four brothers, Shontrevious Harmon, Kevin Burgess, Jeremy Sprewer and Tommy Ely, three sisters, Shanita Harmon, Shadayva Harmon and Marie Smith and a host of aunts, uncles, neices and friends.

Lil Bigg bro"

Damn bro. I dont even know where or how to begin formulating the words to say goodbye...and if only I could've predicted this position you done left us all in, my bro this wouldnt even be where we'd all be standing.... here and now. we all know that "this" wasn't for you nor apart of what was suppose to of been yo purpose in this life my lil bro. and my lil bro, im just wishing that i couldve beenout there to catch yo stumble and prevent yo unfortunate fall, but i wasnt, and forthat ...im sorry my lil bro. ill forve be sorry bro. (tears).

I wrote this song titled, "boy2men". and when i wrote it i wouldve never thought that it'd depict you and how yo story came to an end smh. It kind of make me feel as if i spoke it all into existence somewhat. i want you to hear it through. it go like...

Growin up as adolescentts all we ever seen, was niggas gettin it- bullets flyin. They ask why im so traumatized. And growin up when they had asked us what we wanna be i couldnt fathom beinng now. Only if i knew all that i know here right now. I wouldn't of never made what was easy the, so complicated. And i would've took this game and took advantage of every hand i played. I turned from a boy into a man, and now i....

Gotta go an run that check up fast! I'm tired of runnin through these trenches where they dont last. ( Fast life turned a boy into a man). Had to go an run a check up fast! I was runnin through the trenches where they don't win. ( fast life turned a boy into a man) Boy2men.

We went from boyz to men. And t took us time to get it perfected, over and over again, gotta take yo time with this stuff , and master excellence. lives on the line we out here gettin it, knowin its treacherous, when you risk it all you might get rich, or numerous felonies. he who had told you all the chance create champions, you ether get you a gold trophy.... or a pine box that's decorative. my ghetto full of poverty and all the shooters in it reckless, it aint no money on the

m corners and the ones standin on them desperate. Catch a bullet or catch a plug the only thing that i could tell you, and if you aint took losses 4real... then you never understand us.

Boyz turned to men zee back then we thought averagely, never thought to think this for far. What we experienced brought us mastery. Better have yo mind right B4 you call yoself planning, because if them same ones dont pan out yo confidence a vanish. Put some money up for lawyer Fee's and become calculus.

Handguns and choppers certain problems brought casualties, cases had my guys tied up in court and lookin back at mW. Its grief within my soul they took my brother And I ask for that, they thinking they got away they thought wrong.... Same ones they underestimated. We back with way more Cheddar. Just to show em what we did, how we went from boy2men, made them old heads respect us... Saying we was reflections.

I know you get what I'm saying though lil bro. And so, I just want you to know that you did want you was suppose to do.. You just didn't get to do all that you could've done my bro. And for all of what you was out there runnin from, to and towards grasping, it left you exshauted, I know. But you can finally rest now my bro. Bog bro gone carry loads for you now. And smile knowing that you balled in this life, and celebrate knowin that you about to go ball in the next one. Until I see you again.... Long live RRB JAY rich works. Family hever. We gone miss you lil bro... I love you. !! Big bro Tray Tray.

He departed this world far too soon and will be forever missed, loved and never forgotten.