This is a song about "Modern"

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

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

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

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

Aight elite for real one take dawg and i'm up outta here

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

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls