This is a song about "Modern"

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

To dishonor the modern day slavery

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

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

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

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

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

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

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