This is a song about "Load"

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

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

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

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

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

Load pen of syllables

As she goes through the levels

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Let a load off ya mind

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

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

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke