This is a song about "Load"

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Let a load off ya mind

Where rules get followed

Of support i can load,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Load pen of syllables

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

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

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

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load