This is a song about "Load"

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

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

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

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

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

That'll make ya blow your load

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice