{Verse 1: Cloud Nine Red} I spark, spark, start and keep it burning til its all short Cuz I done seen all sorts of things, people fall short Cuz when you fall, they tend to not hear you out when you call for em Long story, if i had to make it short, where i would start? Ima take em back.. Wintertime, Swisher packs inside my Carhartt Adolescence learning lessons by the ball court Around the same time.. My lil brother stealing candy out his Carhartt I guess this is where it all starts.. & it ain't my mama's fault Yeah i know she thinks it is It ain't cuz how she raised us Its the times she raised us in It ain't cuz how we came up We ain't feel the pain she did We had Playstation, Nintendos She ain't have sh** So you can say it was the struggle, but she did her best so we wouldn't feel it Just can't explain the rush of ppl knowing who Lil Red & Lil Will is I just walked past my bus stop, I'm on the way to your building 'Bout to start the school day off with a big ol blunt of that k**a So on that note, I wanna say, R.I.P. to Devonne Baby one day they here, and the next day they gone Last thing i wanna say is free my brother Lil Shon It's a cold, cold world better keep your Carhartt on Red. Peace