This is a song about "Load"

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

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

By god, slow grind

Let a load off ya mind

This is just an indication that we still working

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

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

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

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,