This is a song about "Dj high tech"

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

When i go to grab the tech

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

(slow ) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

Eminem hop tech n9ne and pac

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Instead of listening to a dj do it

Tech broke this down for you, the cia are known to kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill