This is a song about "Load"

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Load up the rifle, so damn predictable

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

Load up his nine no one defy him

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Let a load off ya mind

By god, slow grind

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

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

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

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

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice