This is a song about "Load"

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

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

I put it down your throat

That'll make ya blow your load

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

I can always depend on my mama

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

When you ain't got no education

Load up his nine no one defy him

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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