This is a song about "Modern"

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

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

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

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

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

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

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

Just to let you know, you are

Modern hippie just like hector