This is a song about "Load"

That'll make ya blow your load

Ever since then i had no job

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

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

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

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

After i load the boat,

I fucking hate this job

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

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

I got a tough course load so man check this,

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches