This is a song about "Tech n9ine"

I got no nine and a tech see, just these rhymes that i've written

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

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

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

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

Nobody ain't own us yet

When i go to grab the tech

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track