This is a song about "Modern"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

In the urban envrionemt of modern

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

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

But modern rhyming takes its toll

De la soul is from the soul

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

Bluegrass rap super heroes man, it's a modern day marvel/