This is a song about "F5 load balancer ceph seshat"

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

After i load the boat,

This boa, what's your motivation

Load up his nine no one defy him

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

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