This is a song about "Load"

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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

You can search but you'll never find

Let a load off ya mind

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

Load pen of syllables

Our girls is the models

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Of support i can load,

Around my way, i'm cut throat

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

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth