This is a song about "The eternal struggle of man versus machine in the modern era"

Just before they seen my money in the green

And college is a scheme, a cog in the machine

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Your going against the mean killing machine

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

It's unfair, your unaware of the daily struggle,

To dishonor the modern day slavery

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

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

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,