This is a song about "Tech n9ine"

My voice make her wet

When i go to grab the tech

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

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Just maybe this verbal tech, words'll affect this nervous wreck!

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Can't tell me nothin bout this tech, this traction

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

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