This is a song about "Load"

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

That'll make ya blow your load

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

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

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

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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