This is a song about "Modern geography"

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Politics is like a game of chess, today's world is the modern slavery

To dishonor the modern day slavery

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But modern rhyming takes its toll

It's apart of her goal

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

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

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett