This is a song about "Load"

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

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

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

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