This is a song about "Load"

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

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Cause i’m back on my grind

Let a load off ya mind

I live by the code

That'll make ya blow your load

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

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

And this baby daddy, is new to the family