This is a song about "Load"

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

As she goes through the levels

Load pen of syllables

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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