This is a song about "Load"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

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

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Used to find dope in his coat

After i load the boat,

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone