This is a song about "Load"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

First off congratulations on the win

Load up his nine no one defy him

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

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

And i like my marijuana bright

Can't let the government tell me how my future looking

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

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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