This is a song about "Load"

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Where rules get followed

That'll make ya blow your load

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama