This is a song about "Load"

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Of support i can load,

I know you just doing your job

As she goes through the levels

Load pen of syllables

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I'm off the wrong road

After i load the boat,