This is a song about "Load"

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

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

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Let a load off ya mind

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose