This is a song about "Tech talent"

I can freestyle with more talent

Im happier when high and drunk

I just write that right by a mic stand

Handed down talent from the broke land

But i - somehow, some way

So much talent got taken away

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

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

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

It makes me unresponsive, talent squanderin'

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

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