This is a song about "Technique"

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

I freak-a-leek with this technique and add another loss to ya streak,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

The way he used the rhyming and flow technique i had to plagiarize

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Well im still dubious about my technique and delivery

Like immortal technique, diabolic, and the rest,

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

He says we have no technique, but who is he to critique

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Elite geek speaks unique, sleek with mystique, sweet technique

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

An immortal technique

Bitch i'm all you need

Your gone, you retreat to your rapping technique, dealt with and helpless

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love