This is a song about "You re a load of rubbish"

Of support i can load,

Ever since then i had no job

Yeah, i'd fist fight god to re-leave some of this hurt.

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

They at the same spot they making no progress

And there's no way i can pay you back

Hell naw you need to re-think that

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

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

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

But its not like you talking rubbish at least it makes some sense

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent