This is a song about "Modern"

It equates to a modern day norman bates

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

Modern hippie just like hector

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

This is like love, that you can never get

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

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

But modern rhyming takes its toll

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats