This is a song about "Load"

When i'm on it, on it like my job

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Load pen of syllables

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Of support i can load,

I put it down your throat

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace