This is a song about "Load"

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

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

Since i was left with no hope

After i load the boat,

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

I love all the inspiration

Load up his nine no one defy him

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load