This is a song about "Load"

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Let a load off ya mind

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

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

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

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

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

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I can always depend on my mama

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Put expressions in their music and create the face

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

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