This is a song about "Modern"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

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

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

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

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

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

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

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

So in layman’s terms my words burn

In the urban envrionemt of modern