This is a song about "Load"

Oh, you look like my next victim

Load up his nine no one defy him

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

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Shout out my nigga miles

Load pen of syllables

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

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Let a load off ya mind

Better leave it all behind

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right