This is a song about "Load"

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

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

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

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

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

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

As: they will be so surprised

Let a load off ya mind