This is a song about "Load"

This is to my unborn child

Let a load off ya mind

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

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

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

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

Of support i can load,

Used to find dope in his coat

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load