This is a song about "Load"

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

I got a tough course load so man check this,

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

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

I can always depend on my mama

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

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

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

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

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

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

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke