This is a song about "Load"

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Together all the timethought it was true love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

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

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Here nigga on the road

After i load the boat,

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis