This is a song about "Load"

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Put expressions in their music and create the face

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I got a tough course load so man check this,

This motha fucka crowed

That'll make ya blow your load

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

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

That scary love, never get married love

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will