This is a song about "Immortal technique"

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

An immoral immortal

With a honey in the middle

So these next few lines i will demonstrate a technique i recently defined.

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I can make immortal feel pain

Balling, but it’s not a game

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

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

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

I the immortal, leave you in burning coral

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil