This is a song about "Load"

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

As: they will be so surprised

Let a load off ya mind

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

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

That'll make ya blow your load

This motha fucka crowed

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

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