This is a song about "Load"

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Let a load off ya mind

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

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

After i load the boat,

On top of that, i’m broke

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

That'll make ya blow your load

I know you just doing your job