This is a song about "Load shedded"

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Now concentrate until you get the juice

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

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I thought it'd get better but

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

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

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

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose