This is a song about "Killers shooters tech nine"

Vaccines can't protect cha from the rap dean's infectious tech burst

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Baby you so fine

In my hand theres a nine

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

I ain't got time for no cloud nine

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

They ain't killers they're a sleaze

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

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill