This is a song about "Load"

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

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

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

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

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

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

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

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job