This is a song about "Load"

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

African queen got what you need

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Good kids make bad grown ups

Load pen of syllables

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

That'll make ya blow your load

Lambo, roscoe, no street code