This is a song about "Load"

I got a tough course load so man check this,

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

That'll make ya blow your load

I put it down your throat

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

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

When you ain't got no education

Load up his nine no one defy him