This is a song about "Load"

Let a load off ya mind

Better leave it all behind

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Load up his nine no one defy him

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

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

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

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

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Fly as ricky steam boat

That'll make ya blow your load

Load pen of syllables

They getting deals with thier weak buzz