This is a song about "Load"

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

I put it down your throat

That'll make ya blow your load

Load pen of syllables

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck