This is a song about "Load"

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

I’m coming back like light-skin and

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

I fucking hate this job

After i load the boat,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Or closed casket for our troubles

Load pen of syllables

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

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

The revolution has arrived

Let a load off ya mind