This is a song about "Blow my load"

These days i try my best, still got a load on my chest

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Of support i can load,

Up on phrases i wrote

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

My words are like bullets im ready to load it my tongue is the gun

You remind me of my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

For pushing me to my limits fake niggas can blow me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over