Ode to the Modern Man (Lightning Blend) Atmosphere

[Intro: Slug]
This is an ode to the modern man
It's the ode to the modern man
This is the ode to the modern man
Word up, this is the modern man
This is that ode to the modern man
This goes out to that modern man
This is the ode to the modern man
It's to the modern man, lightning blend

[Verse 1: Slug]
Word to B E, I'm a tad bit too easy on self
And maybe I should keep a closer tab on my health
I suppose that it's simpler said than completed
I thought me to attack but in fact again retreated
Completed this word search, crumbled it up and ate it
My hunger for my blue-collar heaven keeps me sedated
Escaped it, last night in a dream
And now I sleep, with a flashlight and it seems to keep
The nightmare demons and semen-laced portions parallel and apart
Like Stephen's Avenue in Portland
A much-traveled one-way, or a slow residential
And if the camels don't stump me I'ma grow with my pencil
Once I climb the skulls of this MC graveyard
I'll see the sun again, I'll jump and run again
So come on over, visit, cause I got a lot to say
And tell Stress I ain't mad, cause I got my way
But my man Spawn's here now, so I'ma make it brief
Finish up my coffee, gather up my shit and leave
I got an army of peers, we fight single-handed
And I won't damage your brain until I understand it