Another day in these chroniclesAll this chronologicalTune on the age, the pagesStanding still, landing fellSpiritually dead, looking at yourCorpses rail, highlights are realFrontin' and I will, put your steelTo your grill, the green nose is tailOne of the male, these rappersSpittin' bullshit, so they audienceSwimming, killed the artYour farms is fraudulentBreaking my heart, condition was metMy brown eyes, spotting you missedShe findin' she can cook a dishCorrect measurements, it's in the mixLet me double up and settle down40 acresOld to the buried and the formerOversaturated, bunch ofBlackface performersI'm barely ahead, babyAnd we never gotAnd I'll keep telling myselfGo to the next zone, yeahWe go to the next zoneTake them to churchMy n**** roles to loveOh, oh, ohI'm gonna let it goI'm gonna let it goI'm gonna let it goI shoot from the corner, faithfulGive it all to the gameMe and you ain't the same, no comparisonPaint these pictures, niggas baffledAnd I understand itLike Omar Hall to a manAnd all the booers stick to landingOoh, ooh, oohSay your love is trueOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohSay your love is trueSay your love is true