This is a song about "Load"

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

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Of support i can load,

Here nigga on the road

Load pen of syllables

Good kids make bad grown ups