This is a song about "Tech"

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

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

Cause i'm bored with the beat. tech n9ne goes hard.

I know my calling's worth like phone card

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

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

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

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

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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