This is a song about "Load"

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

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

Ho i kick it, i punt it like reggie roby or something

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

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

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

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

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

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties