This is a song about "Modest"

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

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

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

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

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

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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