This is a song about "Modern"

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

It equates to a modern day norman bates

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

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

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

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet