This is a song about "Load"

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

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

That'll make ya blow your load

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Let a load off ya mind

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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