This is a song about "Load"

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Of support i can load,

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Now they in the trap-house with some guns that they done borrowed

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

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

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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

Cause i’m back on my grind

Let a load off ya mind