This is a song about "Load"

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I can always depend on my mama

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

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

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

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

It's a battlejust for tha big money

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

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

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

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Load up his nine no one defy him