Verse 1: DA' T.R.U.T.H
Yeah
Uh, turn the beat up just a little bit
Uh
Uh, I'm making tracks going 65 on the interstate
I'm introspective; division rising like interest rates
Focused but I'm trying to right my wrongs but the pencil breaks
Without a question I'm standing tall with a picket raised
Full of conviction I'm focused on all our social sinning
We drawing close to the wealthy boast in the cost of living and
Shy away from the underdogs with the small beginnings
That get your hearts in the end; new wars beginning
Uh, if they popular, then they sworn in
But if they not on the top of it, then they sorta friends
Fair weather, the caregivers of the student trend
Shame on us, His name is on us the born-agains
From the outside, killing it in the strictest sense
Somebody tell me what the difference is
Between a Christian and a Muslim if we can't settle our differences
And the love of Christ is not the emphasis

Hook: Christon Gray
This is the moment we part ways
'Cause this was the road you chose to take (but wait)
What about love (uh, uh, I know me and you ain't the same)
What about love (uh, uh, I know me and you ain't the same)
What about love