This is a song about "Modern"

Modern hippie just like hector

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

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

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

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

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

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

To dishonor the modern day slavery

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

But hey yo look, money from across the street

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,