This is a song about "E modern"

To dishonor the modern day slavery

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I'm offended that i'm in group e

On they twitter writing novels, see

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

It equates to a modern day norman bates

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes