This is a song about "Load"

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

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

New canvas she need a new stroke

That'll make ya blow your load

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

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

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

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Good kids make bad grown ups

Load pen of syllables

Here nigga on the road

After i load the boat,