This is a song about "Modern"

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

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

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

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

To dishonor the modern day slavery

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

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

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes