This is a song about "Load"

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

I'm the king of the cityyoung money, young mullah

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

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

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

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Load pen of syllables

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

That'll make ya blow your load

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

The marathon of this game always changes in pace