This is a song about "Modern"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

But modern rhyming takes its toll

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

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

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

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

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

I never use a fork i always spoon her