This is a song about "Modern"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

It equates to a modern day norman bates

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

To dishonor the modern day slavery

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

But modern rhyming takes its toll

Open up your contacts then scroll

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

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night