This is a song about "Immortal technique"

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Who thinks by his technique i would be terrified to speak

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Like we don't give a fuck, we immortal right, man?

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Your gone, you retreat to your rapping technique, dealt with and helpless

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I freak-a-leek with this technique and add another loss to ya streak,