This is a song about "Modern school"

The thugs say i'm cool

See i learned it in school

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

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

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel

Bluegrass rap super heroes man, it's a modern day marvel/

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

So in layman’s terms my words burn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

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

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle