This is a song about "Load"

Load pen of syllables

Or closed casket for our troubles

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Here nigga on the road

After i load the boat,

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

That'll make ya blow your load

I live by the code

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

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,