This is a song about "Modern"

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I killed my manager with an iron

In the urban envrionemt of 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

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I work with what i got, a modern macgyver

Request love don't fight. a modern hippy? you guessed right

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

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

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