This is a song about "Load"

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

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Go! you free to go about your business

I got a tough course load so man check this,

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

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

On top of that, i’m broke

Of support i can load,

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years