This is a song about "Load"

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

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Let a load off ya mind

Should be harder to find

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

Shout out my nigga miles

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