This is a song about "The modern breakthrough"

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

But modern rhyming takes its toll

De la soul is from the soul

You left way before i reached a breakthrough,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

I'm the revenue waiting on my breakthrough to happen,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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