This is a song about "Modern"

18 year sentence with no parole

But modern rhyming takes its toll

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

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

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

In the urban envrionemt of modern

I killed my manager with an iron

It equates to a modern day norman bates

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

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

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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