This is a song about "Load"

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

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

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

Load up his nine no one defy him

This boa, what's your motivation

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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