This is a song about "Modern"

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

See i'm a poet to some, a regular modern-day shakespeare

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Request love don't fight. a modern hippy? you guessed right

But modern rhyming takes its toll

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Modern day slave shit / mistakes but there's no way to erase it

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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