This is a song about "Modern"

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Politics is like a game of chess, today's world is the modern slavery

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

It equates to a modern day norman bates

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

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead