This is a song about "The modern breakthrough"

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

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

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

It equates to a modern day norman bates

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

In the urban envrionemt of modern

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Then i gotta say peace to you

You left way before i reached a breakthrough,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery