This is a song about "Modern"

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

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

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I killed my manager with an iron

In the urban envrionemt of modern

To dishonor the modern day slavery

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

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

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed