This is a song about "Load"

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

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

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

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches