[Devain Indigo]

Ninety-two and ninety one is where this story begun

I ain't have much, just my brother,  stuck together as one

I was the bad one you was good, think I corrupted you some

Product of lower income we was raised in a slum

Video games and balling on the weekend

Feel like I'm drowning you saved me from the deep end

You kept my secrets on you I used to depend

Crime rate in Philly forcing us to be men

Competitive by heritage

Such a loose cannon think I need me a sedative

I never was hesitant to beat you repetitive

I was a raging storm but was losing my sediment

When they kicked my outta school had my momma crying

I'm tryna change myself for you, believe me mom I'm trying

She had to move us off block the way them kids was dying

Heat in the city was intensifying

And I seen

Such bravado

Niggas loading up them hollows

Drinking bottles till they hollow

Taking heads like sleepy hollow

Sweeping streets like the Apollo

I seen rifles on the bible

Niggas dying no revival

See a rival take his vitals

I had to leave but my brother stayed

Without my brother I was feeling strange

Came back, then my brother changed

Because I left, felt I was to blame

It got me seeing red

Destructive thoughts going through my head

Ain't got no locks but I'm feeling dread

Ain't got no fear in me not a thread

The way we living, probably end up dead

Tote heavy metal I ain't talking Zed

Ain't talking poison when I talkin lead

Gold plated medal and it's for aiming that metal

And aiming straight at your melanin, I ain't joking or meddling

Catch me kicking or peddling

Momma told me no settling

Build you up to start leveling

Dig this shit and get shoveling

I had to get with the program

Swinging swords like I’m Conan

If we beefing then we go H.A.M

They almost hit me, but the gun jammed

A dance with death to this slow jam

Oh, how I wish we could turn back the clocks

We went from playing with blocks to playing with Glocks

We went from tryna be cops to running from cops

Instead of checking your stocks you checking your socks

The black sheep of the family

Feel like a thorn in the family tree

Thinking back it was you and me

It made them change how they look at me

Pain in your eyes, only I can see

You chose your life, nigga pay that fee

If not me, it’d be you I’d be

It's been a while since our paths would meet

A cancer in the belly of the beast

My only wish is that they set you free

Conflicting decisions we made as children

Present resenting convictions

Preventing visions of the right decisions

Pretenses of these conditions

Surrounded by bad intentions

Defenses for my intensions

Suspension to reach ascension

Invention from my dimension

Coping mechanism, I don't sleep so I can't dream

If you hear this song, I pray you truly find your peace

Be a good father, be supportive with your niece

Lord, if you’re hearing this, set my brother free!