This is a song about "Yo tech"

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

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

When i go to grab the tech

If your man want to bet

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Now them broads gon' follow

Yo let me hit that jay yo!