This is a song about "Modern"

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

To dishonor the modern day slavery

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

Modern hippie just like hector

As i end this letter

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce