This is a song about "Modern"

In the urban envrionemt of modern

I killed my manager with an iron

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

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

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

But modern rhyming takes its toll

Open up your contacts then scroll

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

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