This is a song about "Load"

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I thought it'd get better but

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

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses