4. You fell into the fast life at an early age. Dealin, stealin, anything to hustle your next dollar to eat. You ran away from home and have been survivin on the streets for a hot minute. Suddenly one day when you're slangin... you're little brother (who you haven't seen forever) comes up to purchase from you. What do you do?

red=him.....black=me

on the block hittin my corner selling weed coke and crack
tryna keep track, of what im earnin, then i get a tap on my back
turning round seeing a guy looking fimiliar, im like " who are you?"
telling me his name, i go into shock, "seriously who are you?"
telling me the same thing, i couldnt beleive this shit, just hittin me
my own brother i never seen befo', he should have been in my history
this shits gettin me, thinking about what happened in the past
i wonder if he knew about me and how he managed to last
when kids will blast you without hesitation, thats a true thug
explaining who i be a tear falls from his eye, and then gives me a hugi figured
"yo why the fuck you wanting to by the crack man?" had to ask
he looked at me blank, i said "in this world son, you got to last
need to keep good health in order to get good wealth
if you dont then beleive that your cards will get dealt"
"look mayne you my bro but i dont know you, wat ya gon' do?"
couldnt understand how he talked to me like that,"whos ya crew?"
telling me the names, the runners of this shit, "kid u playin with death"
"look dawg shut up and sell me my shit, quick cos i gotta jet"
still tryna figure this out, how the fuck did he turn into me?
i figured i would have to shout to make him see sense
but he retaliated made me feel like im in a deep trench
"yo chill, you my blood homey i aint tryna trip just looking out"
"but you dont really know me so shut up and stop looking now"
im looking down, to the ground, thinkin to myself *my brothers hell bound*
moms is the one he's let down, shit it aint hard to tell now
"look your fam i aint selling you shit, now go home to mom
i kno i aint kno u i got luv for u, ya gotta know were i comin from"
"look bitch i aint care what you think i know what i want, now sell me
dont act like my father and think you know what to tell me"
"yo chill man before it gets hectic, im tryna help dont get it twisted"
but he obviously fucked up..took wat i said n had to twist it
"im sick of you now, dont even fuck wit me you little bitch"
i could swear he on some crazy drugs, cos everytime i speak he trips
pushing him then hitting him for talking like "dumb fuck"
"dont touch me faggot cos i'll kill u n leave u in a fuckin dump truck"
next thing i know he pulling out heat putting it in my face
im blazed, confused and scared i guess he puttin me in my place
"i told you man, but you wouldnt listen beleive i will pull the trigger"
he a crazy nicca, why he doing this is something i couldnt figure
all of a sudden a loud bang and a flash in my eye's blinding
i aint denying for that half second i was scared, but now im dieing
falling to the ground, everyday a life is taken, and now heres another
but damn who would of guessed it would have happend cos of my own brother