This is a song about "Modern"

I killed my manager with an iron

In the urban envrionemt of modern

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

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Modern day slave shit / mistakes but there's no way to erase it

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

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Modern hippie just like hector

Uh, for worse or for better

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

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread