This is a song about "Load"

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Load pen of syllables

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

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

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

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

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

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

You pay your favorite stripper car note

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load