This is a song about "Load"

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

That'll make ya blow your load

I put it down your throat

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

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

Load pen of syllables

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches