This is a song about "Modern"

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

To dishonor the modern day slavery

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

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

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

In the urban envrionemt of modern

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Africana, black as ghana, be my attire

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver