This is a song about "Modern murder"

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

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

They will always try whether its murder

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for