This is a song about "Load"

I put it down your throat

That'll make ya blow your load

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

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

Let a load off ya mind

To my unborn child

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

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

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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