Modern Man -

Lately lots of things been going on in this mind

Been trying to clear my conscience I just haven’t had the time

So let’s rewind, back to the good times

Dabbing in the middle of the park in the Nissan, so gone

Xanax down the hatch, it’s been so long since I have written a rit about

righting my wrongs

Depression and anger disguised in these palms

They say they want proof

I say «fuck it, I’ll show 'em»

Hand me the pistol, make sure that it’s loaded, make sure that it’s loaded

People, they stressin' over the election

They want a new path but ain’t got no direction

Why this place we call the states headed directly for the shitter

Guess the devil just got hungry, ate the government for dinner

Modern man, broken city

I’m just trying to mend the world, I hope you hear me

Modern man, broken city

I’m just trying to mend the world, I hope you hear me

I’m the modern man, you catch me dripping in gold!

I’m the modern man, I’m fuckin on somebody hoe!

I’m the modern man, I got me a pint I pour four

That’s not how it go!

That’s not who I am, no!

That’s not who I am, no!

Cos I be surfing the concrete

I might just roll up some good weed, kick with the team

Hold up, my nigga just brought LSD, I’m trippin'

By definition of modern man, it’s the man of the present

What that make me?

I’m your future depression

I’m supernatural, you can call me Eleven

how the goverment protect us when the government the weapon

Man, heighten your senses, open your eyes, you get clearer vision

Project all your voice, make sure that they listen

Open your eyes, realize the bulshit they spittin'

DON’T let’em take over your mind and poison your spirit

Because: they’ll tell you this when they really mean that and they’ll gain your

trust then stab you in the back

on me

All I see is eyes on screens

Tired of the same old machines

Living what I write so these words don’t die with me

I’ve been high for the past 5 for my past life

Smile when I pass by

Write what is passed down

Wait a minute!

Hold up, wait now, fuck that

Hating, get the fuck back!

Harder than a blunt wrap when you finish talking that

We’ve been moving way too fast, slow down, can’t slow down

right back when I hold up on a track, running for a second lap

City on the back now

I’ve been way too deep inside these stars, yeah

They took your brain right to the fucking laundromat, yeah

The government don’t need you here

Maggots living all up in my brain, crawling there for days