This is a song about "Load"

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

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Used to find dope in his coat

After i load the boat,

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

New canvas she need a new stroke

That'll make ya blow your load

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

I'm in love with your business

I got a tough course load so man check this,

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

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