This is a song about "Dj high tech"

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

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

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Tech to the head of it's kid, held for ransom

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Cause he disrespected a tech

Cause i'm bored with the beat. tech n9ne goes hard.

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

That shit must be a dj thing

Let my angel sing

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Yelawolf, 50, and don't forget tech nina,