This is a song about "Modern"

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

To dishonor the modern day slavery

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead