This is a song about "Load"

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

Load pen of syllables

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

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

Of support i can load,

On top of that, i’m broke