This is a song about "High tech"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Full clip in dat tech boy fye yo ass up feed to my pets now you chopped up

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

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Look i'm fly, super saiyen high

I mean the game been dry

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

When i go to grab the tech

Give us this day, our daily bread

When that thing gon fly

Aint that why we get high,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

A few hackers could destroy us, we all rely on tech and,

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Why you call me back? don't lie