This is a song about "Tech"

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

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

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

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

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

When i go to grab the tech

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

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

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet