This is a song about "Load"

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

To my unborn child

Let a load off ya mind

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Load pen of syllables

Up on phrases i wrote

That'll make ya blow your load

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise