[Interlude – Old OG Voice | Gravelly, Wise, Southern] Day Day... Day Day... Wake up, son. You hear that? That's the field callin'. You been sittin' too long, head down, staring at what you lost. The field don't care about yesterday. The field care about what you plant today. Get up. Them rows ain't gonna walk themselves. Them seeds ain't gonna bury themselves. I know you're tired. I know. But look around. The same dirt that buried your tears been growing your blessings. So get up, Day Day. The sun already climbing. And the field got something to say. ... Listen. Let the field talk.
