This is a song about "Modern"

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

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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

In the urban envrionemt of modern

So in layman’s terms my words burn

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Modern day slave shit / mistakes but there's no way to erase it

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

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

Modern hippie just like hector

You know...you know who you are