This is a song about "Modest melancholy impotune sustence alms raiment eminent repine deference compulation scrupulous expedient disgress prudent parsimony papist"

Just steal and rape and kill your strife life, trife, modest too,

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

I’m just a super easy modest mc, okay?

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

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

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Modest dude, i'm honest, the cops in hot pursuit,

Where's my inhaler? i think i'm gonna puke

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Bumping the stereo up, such melancholy, no affection,

Fitting of my eminent stature

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her