This is a song about "Load"

After i load the boat,

I fucking hate this job

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

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome