This is a song about "Modern"

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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

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

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

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

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