This is a song about "Modern god"

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Modern hippie just like hector

Uh, for worse or for better

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

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