This is a song about "Modern"

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Modern hippie just like hector

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead