This is a song about "Load"

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

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

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

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

Up on phrases i wrote

That'll make ya blow your load

Our girls is the models

Load pen of syllables

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

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

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

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

If you ever feel alone and