This is a song about "Load"

Load pen of syllables

Or closed casket for our troubles

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Spent a long time coming up this road

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

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

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.