This is a song about "Load"

On top of that, i’m broke

Of support i can load,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

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

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Load up his nine no one defy him

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke