This is a song about "Load"

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

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

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

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

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

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

I got a tough course load so man check this,

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose