This is a song about "Texas tech"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

I think i need some tylenol you got me restless

Indo queen from that dirty south texas browntown menace

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Talkin texas 100 im talking av summers are deafnetly warmer

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

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

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

When i go to grab the tech

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead