This is a song about "Modern"

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

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

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

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Modern hippie just like hector

And there's little to be glad for

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

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

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains