This is a song about "Modern"

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Castle and crooks sweater

Modern hippie just like hector

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

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

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

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

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

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots