This is a song about "Modern"

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

To dishonor the modern day slavery

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

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

Or you can do better on some hate shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

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

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

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

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