This is a song about "Load"

Load up his nine no one defy him

Oh, you look like my next victim

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

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

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

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

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own