This is a song about "Load"

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Load up his nine no one defy him

Got me rushed to the station

That'll make ya blow your load

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Better than college, after that, students home

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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