This is a song about "Load"

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

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

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

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

By any means necessary get campaign right

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

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

I got a tough course load so man check this,