This is a song about "Load"

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

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

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

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood