This is a song about "Modern"

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

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

But modern rhyming takes its toll

It's apart of her goal

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

So in layman’s terms my words burn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver