This is a song about "Load"

Of support i can load,

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

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

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

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Load pen of syllables

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free