This is a song about "Modern"

It equates to a modern day norman bates

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

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

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Request love don't fight. a modern hippy? you guessed right

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

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