This is a song about "Modern rap"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

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

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Modern hippie just like hector

What influences you to rap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

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

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

You, you, you have to pay for that

Still unravelling rap

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett